Lessa
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Lessa did not even notice the stranger attempting to get her attention from her lobby. She was focused entirely on crafting a perfect weapon for Rebekah. Unfortunately, it was proving to be more of a challenge than she had ever imagined. "Come on," she muttered through gritted teeth. She struck the glowing material a few more times, but was displeased with the result. "This is getting ridiculous," she growled. "I can't keep using Rebekah's items like this." {(136) Rolled a 7. +1 from Hammer of Dawn = 8. Good item. 1 material for Rebekah.}
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The wasp's wings flapped madly, pulling the creature a few paces away. It hovered there, moving up and down a bit, apparently attempting to regain some of its composure. She would not let that happen. "Come back," the woman growled, closing the distance between them in only a few steps. This time, she left her claymore pointing downward. Once she was close enough, she bent her knees and brought the blade in an upward arch. She sliced at the wasp's stinger with a soft grunt. The creature withdrew quickly, attempting to move away once again. Now, its path was jagged, and it seemed to be havi
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They had ventured out pretty far. Lessa hardly noticed the fact that they had put quite a bit of distance between themselves and the main city. Out here, the enemies were stronger. As if to prove her point, there was a sudden buzzing noise behind her. Lessa's song stopped mid-word, and she swung around to face the opponent. Apparently, she had ventured a bit to close to a wind wasp habitat. The hulking green and black insect hover directly behind her, the sun glistening off the tip of its stinger. Orion scampered off to a nearby crop of bushes, and Lessa drew her claymore. Her blue eyes na
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The warm sun beat down on the player and her familiar. The pair walked across the small meadow, the grass crunching pleasantly underfoot, and the soft hum of bugs floating to them from all directions. Lessa may have mistaken this place for her home, had it not been for the well-trained stoat that trotted beside her. In this warmer climate, Orion had traded his white fur for a light brown, and he looked like a whole new animal. But his frequent chattering and tendency to weave in between her feet revealed it was the same old beast that she had fed on the fourth floor. The pair had no particul
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Guardians of Aincrad is go! The official guild thread is finally up. :)
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Lessa frowned. The craft was not going nearly as well as she had hoped, and she was burning through her material quickly. She would need to buckle down and focus if she wanted to make Rebekah a perfect item. She bit her lower lip, studying her remaining materials. Then, with a sigh, she picked up the next one. No way to know if I'll improve unless I keep working. Much to her dismay, her next item was far from perfect. It was, however, a good item. A step in the right direction, in the very least. "I'll get there," she said aloud. {(112) Rolled a 6. +1 from Hammer of Dawn = 7. Good item
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Hello, and welcome to Aincrad! Please elaborate on your virtues and flaws.
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Spending my weekend binge-watching Fairy Tail.
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Looks great! Thanks for making those changes. Approved!
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I actually get that a lot. I don't see it, but I'm incredibly flattered. She's lovely.
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Haha! You can't tell a whole lot from that picture. So here's my face. Edit: new picture, so you're not stuck with my cosplay one.
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The woman chewed on her lower lip, studying her anvil closely. Something had to change if she was going to make Rebekah her weapon. She wanted so badly to please her first customer. Finally, Lessa plucked another material from her pile, and shoved it into the fire. Moments later, it was on her anvil. Unfortunately, all of the thinking in the world did not guarantee her a perfect craft. {Rolled a 5. Bad item. Material lost. 1 material for Rebekah.}
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King of the world.
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Have a Halloween quest in the works. Pretty excited about it!
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Encouraged by her first customer, Lessa returned to the depths of her shop. She selected a material, and began the process of heating it up. When she moved to her anvil, and picked up her hammer, she felt more confident than ever. "Alright, time to work," she said to herself. And she struck the material with her hammer. It immediately shattered into pieces. She let lose a string of cuss words. {Rolled a 3. Craft failed. Material lost. 1 material for Rebekah.}
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The bell on the front door rang cheerfully. Lessa glanced up from her anvil, startled by the sound. She had never had guests before. Setting aside her hammer, she moved to the front of the shop. As she spotted the young woman, she smiled warmly. "Hello!" She greeted. Then, she took a moment to think over the woman's request. "I'm sure I could do this for you," she confirmed, nodding slightly. She blushed a bit before continuing. "I'm still new, so I can only craft about three items per day. But I'd be happy to work on this. You're my first customer, so maybe you could just reimburse me for m
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Still high on the adrenaline of her last craft, Lessa grabbed for another material without even thinking about it. "Let's go again," she cried, thrusting the material into the flames. She rushed through the craft, and perhaps that has something to do with how poorly it turned out. As she struck it excitedly with her hammer, it simply crumpled up into a battered pile on her anvil. The blonde frowned. "Well that was a dud," she exclaimed. She dropped her hammer on her workbench, and used a pair of tongs to lift the ugly pile of worthless material. She dropped it into the pile of failed craft
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The woman glanced at her supply of materials. "Only eight left," she muttered. "I'll have to go out looking." She sighed, and wiped her brow on the back of her sleeve. "Until then, I might as well keep crafting." She plucked a bit of material from the drawer, and made her way to the fire. Nothing felt different as she warmed it up, and moved over the the anvil. But as soon as the the hammer struck the metal, she felt a shiver run up her spine. "Again?" She whispered, her blue eyes widening. "No way." Days had passed since she had crafted her breastplate, but it looked as though she was
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Hit 100 profile views! Fess up, who has been creepin'? ;D
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New guild in the works! Only in the brainstorming phase, but still excited about it!
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Don't forget, we still have to take down that pesky Bone Knight!
