Simmone

6/22/21 (Milky Way Blueprint + Draught of the Seer Used) Keep: Liquidate: Broken Down: [T1] 3*Rare (960 Col) [T1] 7*Perfect (4480 Col) 10*First Rerolls: 10000 Col 10*Second Rerolls: 20000 Col Total: 35440 Col Exp: 140

A declined slide, back into the depth of her chair as she winds about her sofa. There was an unease in the air, that had almost a smell in its full thickness. "I see you have some... turbulance" Simmone toyed with the phrase, knowing full well the girl was still so confused. "Something seems to be troubling you, but you wont find me pry. I just offer what I see, in some cases..." She trailed off as she looked to the daggers hilt "It's items. But others are not so readable..." As her eyes trailed back to Hidden. "I would hope that you take what I say and run with it my dear. No harm in try

"Thats the largest curosity isn't it? What is the question your reflection is asking of you?" Simmone had her own interpretations, her own hunch on what that reflection could mean. But that was all they were and more over they would likely not offer the girl any clarity. She was the seer, how she chose to understand what she was given would be on her. "Well my dear, what is it you want to be? It is as if something dark preys on your mind. Some failure that sticks to you like a curse. Only you could cure such a thing. I wonder what that could be?" The black cat bats another lash toward the sky,

A flair of gold upon her iris as she intended to 'apparise' the girl like some trinket or bauble. A close inspection of the reflection that she saw, a soft slide behind Hidden as she perused the silvered surface. "Well now, isn't that interesting." Simmone offers coyly as she leaves the mirror and takes to the cup of tea at her bedside, reclining in that sofa with a langthy and deliberate pour of herself over it. "I see a choice, an image with no simple distiction." The cat spoke in a honest yet cryptic tone. "A curse on a flower, a darkness in the pond." Taking a soft drag of her cigarette al

Ignore until 4/30 (Just Yeeting these out, so that I can focus on other things) Current Level: 49 Current SP: 200 SP Tracking: Item Upgrades: 2.6 | PRE-CONVERSION 3.0 | UPGRADED ITEM #1 Item Name: Quicksilver Foil - Adder Item ID: 178972c Item Tier: 3 Item Type: Rapier Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: Blight 1, Bleed 1, Keen 1 Description: A long and slender blade of pure polished silver, lighter than standard metals. A softness allows it to bend and snap back, desi

A slink out in front of the mirror shows Simmone, in her combat attire despite wearing her yukata in actuality. As it slides along the floor within her reflection it simply is not shown. As she turns to face the image, it peels free a rapier. The one from the case that was still left without use. The reflection turns its left hand and offers a snap before a wink, sporting that blade that she coveted so. "I see what I can become, or what I wish to be. I am unsure as to why your image does not wish to be known. Curious." She leans close and eyes herself with a tinge of pride, before her attentio

4/1/21 ID Cost Sent: 8/11/20 ID:#162303a (T3/Weapon/Perfect) BD: CD: LD: 164801 9 8 9 Bleed/Paralyze 164802 10 6 14 Vampiric (Offensive)/Envenom (Offensive) 164803 7 11 10 Bleed/Paralyze Name: Analyst's Harvester - Lethargy

3/29/21 Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault

Being Bottled {Gungnir’s Shard} 186446, T1/Perfect/Potion (Draught of the Seer)

3/23/21 (Witch's Brew Consumed) Keep: T3 Perfect Weapon #182086b ID:182086b (T3/Weapon/Perfect) BD: CD: LD: 186507 3 2 17 Damage/Accuracy 186508 5 9 2 Taunt/Keen 186509 10 7 20 Absolute Accuracy/Phase Name: Lady Luck's Hand - Atro

3/20/21 ID Cost sent: 1/24/21

"In a way, yes." Simmone spoke to Hidden's quip about her being a conspiracy theorist "Despite your lack of interest, I cannot help but see it as a true fact. Of course evidence is a scarcity, all theory starts unfounded. I would not be where I am today without questioning the world around us." Her eyes advance to the dagger as it begins to shift from one color to the next, being transformed in an instant to what it was true. "Merchants have a way of seeing through what something is, what it truly is. Yes, it's a skill, but also a lesson my dear girl, taking things at face value is the quickes

An inhale of that ash before covering the ceiling with it, a thick white swirl of the stuff. "On the contrary, dear, I am no broker." Simmone answered rather softly. "The answers I can hardly give you, as an interested third party alone. I cannot make those decisions for you. It is worth thinking about." Her attentions dig through the scoff, an intense stare at the girl in platinum white locks. A look to her rapier in its scabbard propped up against a wall, and to the weapon on Hidden's hip. "Purely conjecture, a conversation alone. I can see that these little questions you've never looked too

Within those halls, that door sliding shut and becoming anchored a blonde woman had appeared. The mistress was busy holding a conversation, the apprentice was handling another player's affair. But even still in an almost eerie stare, Moro (The pink haired one) seemed to know more than her blank face would allow. "Lessa!" It exhumed, calling her by name in a way that would be jarring. It knew her, it expected her. Although the player did not know how, like Baldur before her, she had been tagged. If she were ever to enter the shop again, she would be recognized. Sliding into a nearby c

A pause and a glance to Hidden as she would speak, elevating and fluctuating on her emotions. Simmone keeps her answers, just as truthful for she had nothing to hide. "Not at first, No. The boy in red is rather...Interesting in how he handles his affairs. Which I am sure you're aware." Simmone takes another drag and curves her lips to blow it off to the side, sprawling out on her recliner and keeping a rather complacent eye on Hidden for conversation. "Curious still, is that Setsuna would be on your tail." A lean over and suck on the top of the pure white porcelain cup at her side on a nearby

A step away as the woman would take one herself backward, a soft chuckle as she knew the type. That rose tint to her cheeks was even more interesting than what was spoken. "Ah yes, the glutton." She'd take a drag and look out the window, another slow pull and exhale. "He's also a name you hear from time to time, a buyer like myself. I've seen him, but once. Shifty fellow, a bit smooth and knows how to speak to get what he wants." Leaning against the back of her chair, folding her legs and lifting them up the thing. The slit on her dress breaks and shows that illustrious ivory skin. A jingle of

"Au contrare my dear, as much as I would wish to charge more for my services. The guild master forbids me from doing so to any patron, the cost is purely what is owed to the cardinal. Nothing more and nothing less." She takes another long drag of that cigarette and breathes it out slowly before placing it into a nearby tray as the doors snap shut via the NPC girls behind her. "These walls, no one can hear you." She pauses for a moment before saying the rest. "Hidden, your quite the talk of the towns, you know. That secret will remain safe with me, I do not sell words but buy them." The black l

2/26/21 Material Purchase (T1): 300*500=150000 Col Merchant Exp: 1500

A soft exhale as she looks to Sam who was handling a purchase with another patron, this woman in her silver hair was speaking with the twins. Rising from her recliner, breathing out slowly drops a handful of smoke from her lips. The cigarette still burns, as Simmone moves closer with a sway. "That is my job dear." Lifting the strange looking jacket from the NPC child's clutches, little pink haired Maru smiles jubilantly. A shift as she moves back into her chamber, sliding across her seat and folding her legs, eying the piece of equipment curiously. "Maru dear, I think we have something for tha

2/25/20 Material Purchase (T1): 300*500=150000 Col Merchant Exp: 1500 Approved already, and paid.

2/20/21 Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault

2/8/21 (Crafting Respite: 179945) Milky Way Rail Blueprint (1 of remaining 2) (ID's: 10 + 3 [Familiar] + 1 [Extended Workshop] + 2 [Trading Hall] = 16 x 2 [Respite] = 32) T3 Perfect Light Armor #173803a ID:173803a (T3/Light Armor/Perfect) BD: CD: LD: 182640 5 2 7 Savvy/L.M. 182641 10 2 20 Loot Dice 182642 4 11

1/24/21 Consuming Witches Brew/Crafting Respite: 179936 Kept: T3 Perfect Weapon #179120b ID:179120b (T3/Weapon/Perfect) BD: CD: LD: 181659 10 8 10 Freeze/Burn 181660 5 2 3 Taunt/Keen 181661 1 1 7 Bleed/Paralyze T3 Perfect Weapon #179163c

A scattering of the twins as they bow to Sera upon her request. "Aye!" The extrude as they rush off in varied directions, diving head first into cabinets and chests to retrieve all that they needed to fill the order. They begin to piecemeal the gear together in a pile with clatters in the center of the room. Moro leaps up and dusts off her dress. Reaching down and peeling all the gear off the floor as Maru approaches with a silver platter to accept payment. They speak together in unison "Thank you for your patronage!" as they both bow and make the exchange. T1 Gear Package: Cost: 432

1/2/21 Liquidation from Here: Grand Total: 61350 Col 157 Merchant Exp