Lessa

Aw Kiru, you tease!

Hasai, you're beautiful. :) Zel, killing it, as always. How did we manage to get so many gingers in one place?

No more, please stop. I can't handle all the good looking people.

Tristan is my favorite ginger. <3

"Half, huh?" Lessa echoed, her voice carrying from the back of the room. When she emerged, she clutched Thorrissia's new weapon, a victorious smile on her lips. "Sure, if you think that's fair. I do appreciate the col." The blonde extended the blade to the other girl. "Here," she urged, " try it out." With her other hand, she pulled up a trade window. Much to Lessa's surprise, yet another player had entered her shop while she was working. "Hello," she greeted, doing her best to split her attention evenly between all of her customers. "I'll get to all orders in the order they were placed, I

* Once again, all rolls have +1 added due to Hammer of Dawn.

Lessa politely excused herself from her crowded shop entrance. "If you need anything," she informed her customers, "just call back to me. I can hear you. I'm just going to go get a few things together." With that, she disappeared into the depths of her forge. It was quite warmer back by the raging fire, but with a long list of jobs to finish, she knew she would have to get moving. Scooping up an armful of materials, the blonde scooted to her anvil, and let the heavy items fall across the small table. "Alright," she breathed. "Here we go." The first material began to shimmer after only a

The excitement with which Takao described his ideal blade warmed Lessa's heart. It was rare that she found individuals as passionate about weapons as she was, and she could not help but shake her head as he rambled. "No problem at all, Takao," she replied. "I can do that for you." There was a childish glow to the player that she could not quite explain. Perhaps it was merely his age, or simply the way he carried himself. The eagerness, the curiosity, the innocence... it was all strangely appealing to Lessa, and she briefly wondered how much easier this game was for someone with that sort of pe

The blonde nodded as Thorrissia explained what it was that she wanted. Once the girl had finished, Lessa gave a small smile. "Easy enough, yeah," she replied softly, her mind already whirring over the possible designs. "Since you're a Guardian, and a founding member really, since the guild's rebirth, I'd be happy to make you the sword for free. Maybe you could trade your blade in to the guild storage in return? It is always nice to have weapons to loan out as soon as new players join." Another voice caught her attention, and when she glanced up, her smile grew. "Takao, hey," she greeted warm

Hot damn. Too many hotties for one site to handle. Here's one from my birthday. I wore my best shirt to celebrate getting another year older (and wiser, probably).

Before her eyes, Tristan's tall, lanky form began to shimmer. He seemed to shrink, but it was not until some of the colors subsided that she recognized what exactly was happening. A soft gasp slipped past her lips. When had he learned to do that? Lessa had never seen another player use such an interesting skill, and for a moment, she was frozen to the spot. How much did I miss while I was hiding away on the fourth floor? Tristan dealt his damage, and moved out of the way to allow her an opening for a second attempt. There was no time to dwell on the magic she had just witnessed; three very p

Wolves Confused by the human's sudden transformation, the three wolves all experienced moments of complete and utter confusion. Though they were only bits of data inside of a virtual world, the disguise skill was enough to throw them off, and their reaction times were greatly impaired. Two of the wolves lunged at Tristan, but their uncertainty caused their attacks to go wide. The beasts landed helplessly behind the disguised human, before circling back around. The injured wolf, however, allowed his fury to drive his attack. That thing that stood before him had dealt him damage once, and he

The jingling of the front door's bell brought Lessa up from the back of her forge. The voice that carried back to her sounded strangely familiar, but it was not until she spotted the young woman that she finally came up with a name. "Thorrissia, hey," she greeted with a small, surprised smile. Thorrissia had been one of the two players who had fought Avalanche with her the second go-around, and she was startled to see her standing there in the shop's lobby. How long has it been since I've had a customer, and what are the odds that she would be my first? "Uhm, sure, I can definitely make that