Mari

The stranger, a bearded man with an almost jovial smile responded - "Pretty much always, except when you might actually want it to." Something was off about this man. Mari couldn’t quite pick it. There was a familiarity with the way his gaze fell upon her, he seemed relaxed. Which was fine, but it was almost too relaxed. He held himself in a manner of someone speaking to an old friend. Maybe…that’s just how he was, Baldur was always similar in that way. "You could have just stayed outside and kept your mouth open for that." The lion, the witch, and the audacity of this bitch.

Mari sniffed, trying to wipe tears from her stinging eyes - but all that did was wipe more grime into them, which resulted in more tears. She didn’t want to cry in this moment, because she wasn’t sad. She was relieved. It was like she wasn’t truly alive those past few years - and that being here..amidst the golden hues of falling leaves and flickering lanterns the soft chill of a breeze… “I’m Alive…” She muttered. And in the next breath, she was almost knocked back to the floor. She lost her footing and had to grip onto gauntlet clad shoulders to stop them both from falling flat. “M

Somehow, despite being lost, and completely soaked by the onslaught of rain - Mari had found herself in what she thought was…the remnants of a village. Or maybe, an outpost? A port? It was impossible to tell. “Eargh..” She lifted a foot up as she felt something distinctly slimy move over it. "You're alive?!" A voice called out, to her right. Mari blinked and turned to see the source of the sound. Under the rumbling ruins of a building - almost safe from the torrential storm - stood a tall man. There was a slight hesitation as she stared at the unfamiliar face. Her eyes glanced up to

“Well…” Mari said to herself as she entered the 29th floor - She had yet to explore the others - walking past them on the ever spiralling staircase upward. When Mari was told in passing by Macradon that one could get drunk now - by completing a quest - she went straight for it. After showering of course. But…he had failed to warn her just how off the floor was. He only mentioned there were no safe zones - but for Mari - marked as a Player Killer - that was a non issue. A mist hung heavy and thick - smelling of rot and ruin. Of a long forgotten swamp that was best left unbidden. Smal

Mari accepted the damp rag in one hand, and the crystal in the other. “Do…I really look that bad?” She asked. And…of course she had. She had been cooped up for so long that time had lost all meaning. She sighed as she roughly wiped it over her face, mildly surprised that it had been warm. Raidou was oddly…thoughtful. She guessed he had been preparing for this moment for a very, very, long time. She grimaced when she looked down at the grime, a simple wipe of her face wouldn’t be enough. She’d need to actually shower. "AND NO CLIFFS. that I will tell you what to do." “Depends..." Mar

“Just messing with me?” Came Mari’s incredulous reply, she placed her free hand on her hip, raising her eyebrows at him. Her tone was almost accusatory, as if to say ‘I know you weren’t, dumbass but instead of saying that - she simply took a step back, shrugging her shoulders. “Of course you were.” She made sure her tone was as deadpan as possible, speaking with a robotic cadence. “You. Were. Just. Messing. With. Me.” This…felt nice. The casual banter between them. The more Mari spoke to him, the more she realzied she just…missed this. Missed everything. She missed moving about, talking.

It took one minute, then two, then three till Raidou finally moved again. He clambered back, almost comically so out of his seat - as though whatever paused in his mind had started moving again. Mari watched with a quizzical look as he glanced over his shoulder at a glowstone. Did he ... .there was no way he thought she meant that did he? Mari very specifically told him she wanted to feel the sun on her skin. Not the dim cold light of some magicked stone. Surely he… Nope. Mari watched as he tripped, grabbed the stone then shoved it unceremoniously through the bars in her direct

Click Click Click Click The monotonous steps echoed in a soft rhythm, closer and closer they descended. Mari drew in a long breath and held it. Somehow, those simple monotonous sounds…gave her a sense of relief. She wasn’t forgotten. He wasn’t dead. Time moved forward. Mari didn’t have to lift her head to know who it was. Raidou. Perhaps the only person in the entirety of Aincrad that knew where she was. That is. If he kept his word. And if those she had once sought, so long ago, were still lost. She exhaled as the final, gentle

How many days… How many weeks…months… Years…. – – – – Mari had tried, she had tried so hard. Irrevocably, really, truly, wanted nothing more than to help each and every player still trapped within the confines of Aincrad to wake up. She pushed through the pain, the glares, the spiteful comments - because they were all justified. The fear and hatred from others that had been relentlessly aimed at her... It was all warranted. Mari could explain, and justify her actions till she was blue in the face - but it didn’t make up for it. Nothing she did had. Rather, those

Current Level: 85 Current SP: 521 - (489 now i've gone through everything and cannot find/link all the old threads many sads) Link to SP Tracking: here. (ALL threads with SP should be listed here; if there are any issues please flick me a message!) 2.6 | PRE-CONVERSION 3.0 | UPGRADED ITEM #1 Item Name: Infernal Shadow Item ID: Event item Given by Macradon to Mari Item Tier: 3 Item Type: Light Armour Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: Evasion, Evasion, Flame Aura De

Character Name: Mari Character Description: Jaded by the world she was thrown in, cold and awkward. Not the crazy person rumours would suggest she is; just a woman mourning the loss of those she loved. Character Journal Link Character Name: Ceres Character Description: Loves Money, extremely naive. Doesn't know social cues and often makes things awkward with her forward way of talking. Character Journal Link

I LOVE THIS @Snow @Baldur @Freyd @Shield @Oikawa @Snow

Mari took a deep breath as she entered Shields workshop; she wasn't used to traipsing around safe-zones. The angry gash across her torso and third of her health missing was evidence enough. Mari exhaled again, relieved - knowing she was safe as long as she remained in his shop. Sure, in the past - Mari would have vehemently denied travelling through safe zones. For fear of upsetting others, players and NPCs alike - but after being forced to do so, to slap a certain blue haired boy upside the head - she found herself no longer caring. Was she growing bitter? Or just too damn tired. "Hey S

Craft Attempt 1 ID#162692 | CD:6 SUCCESS Craft Attempt 2 ID#162693 | CD:12 SUCCESS Craft Attempt 3 ID#162694 | CD: 3 FAIL Craft Attempt 4 ID# 162695 | CD:10 SUCCESS Craft Attempt 5 ID# 162696| CD: 4 FAIL Craft Attempt 6 ID# 162697| CD:1 FAIL Craft Attempt 7 ID# 162698| CD: 4 FAIL Craft Attempt 8 ID#162699 | CD:11 SUCCESS 8 x T3 Mats sent to Banker +4 GALAXY DUST

Craft Attempt 1 ID#162632 | CD:4 LD:5 Salvage! Keep 0 Mats Craft Attempt 2 ID# 162633 | CD:1 LD:12 FAIL Craft Attempt 3 ID#162634 | CD: 2 LD18 FAIL Craft Attempt 4 ID# 162635 | CD: 4 LD:9 Salvage! Keep 0 Mats Craft Attempt 5 ID# 162636 | CD: 12 LD 15 SUCCESS +1 Item (perfect item) Craft Attempt 6 ID# 162637 | CD:5 LD 9 Salvage! Keep 0 mats Craft Attempt 7 ID#162638 | CD:9 LD: 3 Success! (rare item) Craft Attempt 8 ID#162369 | CD: 4 LD:8 Salvage! Keep 0 Mats --- 8 x T3 Mats sent to Banker +2

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Old Item Obtained here [T3]BLEEDING LANCE EQUIPPED -- [ +2 BLEED | +1 DAMAGE ] A long pointed weapon whose tip is hollow like a hypodermic needle, only rather than to inject it is designed to siphon. Just below the head is an engraving of a shield. New Item T3]BLEEDING LANCE EQUIPPED -- [ +2 BLEED | +1 BURN] A long pointed weapon whose tip is hollow like a hypodermic needle, only rather than to inject it is designed to siphon. Just below the head is an engraving of a shield. -Cerberus Etching used. which was obtained here

Initial application: here Room(s) Being Added: Bedroom Room(s) Being Upgraded: N/A Room(s) Being Re-Assigned: N/A Total Cost: 10,000 Col text fluff ---- House Name: Frozen Cottage A quaint cottage that sits by one of the many frozen lakes on the 4th Floor - it is about a half hour walk from Snowfrost and hidden among the forest trees. A dim warm light often warms the surrounding area, even if no one is home - the fire is always burning. Offering solace and warmth. Location: Floor 4, in a clearing by a lake outside the safe zone. A thirty minute w

Skills being Dropped: Grandmaster Dagger SP Refunded: 50 Cost: 50,000 Remaining: 0