Simmone

Junk Sold Here

Equipment crafted Here

Potions (Consumables) from Here

Uncommon Equipment (2*100=200 Col)

Uncommon Consumables (5*50=250 Col)

Rare Equipment (2*200=400 Col)

Total Col Obtained: 850 Col

Junk selling Guild Items:

Total Col Obtained: 850 Col

Merchant Exp: 9

Items Received from Raidou & Griswold:

Given to Griswold to forge equipment:

10*T1 Materials

Given to @Raidou

16*T1 Materials

Given to @Kasumi

12*T1 Materials

"Yeah, I can't say I have ever experienced such a thing on this floor before. I guess we have to expect anything from this point on." Simmone spoke in response to the blossom as she combed through her hair, making Simmone take notice of her own. The long black locks on her head were clumped in cords, like long rope or dreads. Simmone let it just sit where it lies but she would need a bath after this ordeal, to get all of nature's garbage out of it. Scanning over the pile as Shiina pulls another one free putting her at four of the five she had needed. "Almost there Shiina." Simmone exclaimed uncharacteristically for her before she caught herself and pulled back the facade that was painted on her to create elegance. "I mean, well-done dear, only one left to go." Simmone said trying to hide her face in embarrassment.

ID# 136508 results: Loot: 8, Failure!

The clouds began to part and give them an inch to breathe as the sunlight returned, it seemed the storm had exhausted itself after a good hour of consistent drizzle barreling down over them. Shiina's will had not faltered in the entirety of the affair which was commendable, to say the least. Taking away from Shiina's Simmone aimed to grab a few for Shiina's sake as well, a reward for how hard the girl tried. Simmone wanted the girl to have ample supply when she succeeded, with the resolve the girl had shown Simmone was sure she would at this point. Moving to a small cluster a few feet from the others, Simmone claimed one of the glittering prisms of rainbowed hues still littered with rainwater from the pile with ease and a flick of the wrist. Shoving it into her satchel quietly, Simmone would give the girl it later as a surprise.

ID# 136505 results: Loot: 18, Success!

1*T1 Materials Obtained!

A couple of bolts of Fabric given to Setsuna to work on her craft:

4*T1 Materials given to @Setsuna

Holding fast against the coming storm, to keep the weather from pressuring Shiina from completing her quest Simmone continues to assure the child the group was at her back to keep her moving along without interruption of the weather around them. "You have this dear, keep working. We will be here, you just get what you need and we will finish this together." Simmone speaks softly barely audible against the white roar produced by the rain around them. Looking closely as Shiina continued picking and prodding at the node underneath them in honest efforts to put this whole ordeal behind them, Simmone couldn't be prouder at the young girl's fire and determination driving her to keep on doing what she needed to despite the odds stacked so obviously against the group. "Well done, Shiina. You're doing so well dear. we're so proud." The words slipped but are scattered to the winds.

ID# 136481 results: Loot: 1, Failure!

A misunderstanding with earnest intentions Simmone finally understood that a sudden approach behind Gaius flailing about like a lunatic with weapon drawn probably wasn't the best course of action. Taking her lashing from Raidou and with a soft scoff "But I..." She knew she was in the wrong here but despite her attempts to argue chose to take the order's she'd been given. "Fine, but you owe me one for pairing me with that idiot." A glance down to Quinn with a softened gaze "Sorry dear, I didn't mean to frighten you." placing her hands together with a soft bow forward. "Wait up you... you are going to get yourself killed one of these days!" Simmone shouts struggling to keep up as she darts in Gaius's wake as he tore away from the location they had been in fast pursuit of the beast that had broken their perimeter and caused this debacle.

[Simmone has Left the Thread]

Simmone continues her patrol in earnest, the area seems devoid of anything of note. The forest seemed clear of any hostile entities and all manner of materials to claim in tandem. A call from Gaius pulls her back as she replies "About time, I didn't think this would be done any time soon so I'm glad it's over. Let us go finish this quest and obtain your shop." A quick nudge to Shiina to wake her up as Simmone starts to head back toward Urbus to head back to floor 1. The first through the gate, back to the familiar sounds and scents of the town of beginning's now pushing 3 o clock she beats a path toward Tolbana village hoping the rest would follow suit. A soft wind blew across the floor now, some strange weather seemed on the horizon like the last time she partook this mission with others.

ID# 136451 results: Loot: 3+1, Failure!

Junkselling the following from here:
ID: 136431 | Crafting | CD: 9 (8, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136432 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136433 | Crafting | CD: 9 (8, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136434 | Crafting | CD: 6 (5, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136435 | Crafting | CD: 11 (10, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136437 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136439 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136440 | Crafting | CD: 6 (5, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136441 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136446 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket |  >>

Uncommon T1's (6*100=600)

Rare T1's (4*200=800)

Grand Total: 1400*Col, 10 Merchant Exp

"Do not fret dear, they are NPC they don't experience a feeling of anger or regret. My little Moro and Maru are dear to me, but I know their limitations and respect them. They've been dictated properly and know to refer some tasks to me directly." Simmone remarks brushing the hair of little pink-haired Maru whose face takes on a bright grin at the contact. "Aye Aye~" the girls exclaim beginning the third rotation of processing with ease one piece at a time dealing with the items presented. "I appreciate your business, Night." Simmone remarked taking back to her enclosure and producing a small platter of silver laden with china. Pouring the girl a glass and setting in front of where she lay Simmone takes her own and begins to drink in subtle sips, giving an honest effort to ease the girl's discomfort but not entirely sure how to do so as she'd enjoy a repeated visit in the future.

@NIGHT

Junkselling the following:

Uncommon T1's (6*100=600)

Rare T1's (4*200=800)

10 Merchant Exp

Clapping her hands with earnest respect to the second beast fell, Simmone pays a warning "Now that its handled, try to recover fully before you pull any others would you?" Leaving the area in attempts to scan and keep an eye for resources and other possible dangers while Gaius and the group rested up she started to keep a perimeter for safety. A few easy to assail rings around the area not straying too far away yield little issue, the area seemed blank of all that would do them harm. Simmone continued her patrol in attempts to keep surprises to a minimum this time around, keeping within earshot in case Gaius somehow pissed off more of the local fauna. It was starting to dim a bit, approximately around 2pm. the sun still bright but no longer directly overhead, the day was failing and they needed to wrap this up sooner than later.

ID# 136447 results: Loot: 5+1, Failure!

Gaius looked to have had the situation under control, leaving it to him to finish the four-legged beast and claim its resources for himself. The attack he'd performed was impressive, to say the least, in a display of flight leading to him riding the entity like a steed in a reluctance of his presence. Rapid footfalls move her closer but not close enough to draw its attention and giving it room to continue flailing about in attempts to throw Gaius from its back, Simmone stands at the ready with her weapon drawn in case she was needed. "Griswold, see if you can't soften it up a bit. I would but I'm worried my bleed will rob it from him." A quick explanation for the juggernaut in steel at her back as he approaches, the lotus feints with her silver weapon and draws the eyes of the beast as Griswold moves in.

(2)Gaius: 120/120 HP, 4/12 EN, DMG 7, Miti 9, Acc 2, H.M: 2, 1 EVA Prosperity 3 [Disguse 0/3]

(1)Simmone: 120/120 HP, 12/12 EN, DMG 2, EVA 1, Acc 3, BLD 1 (12 Over 2/9-10), Keen 1, Recov 2 (2/CD 6+)

Griswold: 120/120 HP, 5/12 EN, DMG 5, Miti 18, H.M: 2

Shiina: 80/80 HP, 8/8 EN, DMG 1

Mountain Elk: 22/60 HP, DMG 18

Hearing the beast approach the rest Simmone quickly returns as fast as her feet can carry her, retracting her rapier from its sheath as purple dances down its blade with intention. Sliding back into the small clearing of a circle of foliage, Simmone winds back and fires off as her art allows her to close the distance much quicker than her feet ever could. A slam of her blade and the reverberating sound of a puncture fire to the distance. Placing a heeled foot to the carcass of the creature, Simmone tears her weapon free hoping the blow would let its insides, applying her ailment and weakening it but it seems the strike wasn't true enough to land on a vital area. "The hell did you do?" A quick glance to Gaius, sure that he somehow instigated the beast to strike. Taking to a run toward Griswold, sliding on her butt as the creature attempts to gore her back she springs up and clears Griswold who approaches from behind her.

ID# 136414 results: Battle: 8+3, Hit! [Keen Activated!]

Gaius: 120/120 HP, 7/12 EN, DMG 7, Miti 9, Acc 2, H.M: 2, Prosperity 3

(1)Simmone: 120/120 HP, 11/12 EN, DMG 2, EVA 1, Acc 3, BLD 1 (12 Over 2/9-10), Keen 1, Recov 2 (2/CD 6+)

Griswold: 120/120 HP, 6/12 EN, DMG 5, Miti 18, H.M: 2

Shiina: 80/80 HP, 8/8 EN, DMG 1

Mountain Elk: 58/60 HP, DMG 18

A small ledger in hand, within it containing a list of what was required. Again Simmone found herself tasked with seeking out a shop, luckily given her appearance she found players forthright with information. This metal worker, in particular, had a reputation among the common rabble for reliability and at best a discount. As per Raidou's instructions despite her motivations was told to offer as much as possible to see the work completed in a timely fashion.

Peering through panes of glass, through strong structured wood as a sign with a reddened stone lay swaying softly to the pull of gravity adorned with a gleam. "This must be it." Simmone mutters under her breath partaking in the modest view visible from the exterior. A few softened steps through the entry leads her to a counter. littered with wooden figures for displaying armor and pegged platforms latched to the walls for weapons. Assailing her nostrils a scent of sulfur and metals in a mixture, a new scent for her which she manages to shrug off having been akin to the smog she produced in her own shop.

A quick retraction of varied materials looking to a small ledger for custom requests, she places the form down and begins to copy the parameters in excruciating detail required from it to four sheets of these request forms in tandem.

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Having finished filling out all four forms, Simmone quickly retracts another parcel of parchment. A small paper about half the size of these forms and her own ledger, quickly scrawls a note on its surface. Pulling the materials together in a bundle, following her orders with a hazed reluctance she latches close the two folded bags fit with twine each labeled by tier like heavy bricks of flour. Dropping two coins along the top and bottom edge to keep it where it lay, Simmone exits and awaits a response.

Simmone Leaves 2*Col to hold down the ledger.

The note reads in heavy cursive, as you'd expect to find in letters from royalty:

Quote

"If you could handle these requests, I appreciate your haste and effects metalworker. Contained within these parcels is everything you should require for production. Inquire further if you need something else from me. My Name is Simmonè,  I will return when word is sent of completion, I bid you good day ser."

With Regards,

Simmonè Eschetè

Junk selling the following from here:
ID: 136393 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136394 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136395 | Crafting | CD: 9 (8, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136399 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136400 | Crafting | CD: 11 (10, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136403 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136404 | Crafting | CD: 7 (6, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136405 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136407 | Crafting | CD: 6 (5, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket |  >>
ID: 136408 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket |  >>

Uncommon: (6*100=600)

Rare: (4*200=800)

Grand Total: 1400*Col, 10 Merchant Exp

In a similar flurry again the girls continued to process the items the girl had offered to scrap down, in a presentation to the cardinal system as it liquidized them back into col for use later. "Night, what a name for you my dear." Simmone vanished into a cloud of smoke, from within the soft scratching of a pen before she returns to visibility. "Such a collection of resources, seems you have been busy." as her NPC helpers continued one by one turning the items to coin. Taking notice of a sharp breath, Simmone eyes narrow a bit with an assumption that maybe the smoke was too much for the girl. Entering for a final time and dropping her lit cigarette to a container of water, and opening a window in her abode. Coming back out into the foyer, taking a small hand fan out with a few gentle strokes near Night to clear the air around her with a soft breeze "Better?"

Junkselling the following:

Uncommon: (6*100=600)

Rare: (4*200=800)

Grand Total: 1200*Col, 10 Merchant Exp

Eyes to the board as Simmone feels a little dumb her glance not catching such an obvious listing, beginning to scan it before her eyes catch exactly what she intends. The listing clear as day:

Tier Two Materials: 26, 100 Col each

"How do you do, Ceres I am Simmone Eschete, a pleasure." Simmone spoke with gusto and a thick french accent.

Sliding the small pouch open and emptying most of it to the counter Simmone explains "If you wouldn't mind I'll take all of those materials you have listed." Sliding out a count of the amount required she slides the rest into the small bag before concealing it back into her sleeve. Her kimono's large sleeves made ease of folding her arms into the long-drawn sleeves, scanning Ceres sizing her up with a soft smile, she was more than likely skilled given how cheaply the items were being sold which both piqued her interest and discouraged her a bit in her endeavors but she could respect someone of high caliber.

Simmone Purchases 26 T2 Materials from Ceres

Passing by a male clad in dark red, white hair adorning his head carrying a lot of equipment in tow. Matched with a bag of coin as well Simmone was confident in deducing the location of her query. A modest building with a sweet aroma bleeding from its exterior, sunlight finding the walls in a slight glare. Coming into the shop on Floor 1 at the behest of the rest of her troupe, feeling a bit alien entering a potential contender and competitor Simmone retrieves the small bag from within the sleeve of her yukata. Taking in a pleasant tone of digital music bleeding in from the interior and looking to walls littered densely with products mirroring her own, she'd hope that that the owner had what she had not: Materials, given they were being burned in mass by an ambition to progress. Taking to the countertop hands placed near a scale with weights, hands placed loosely upon its surface in an attempt to scout out the keeper of this establishment.

"Hello? I'd like to peruse your wears." Simmone choked out with a bit of reticence, given her missing comfort from being in another shop to spend coin instead of her own to earn it.

Looked as though Gaius was taking a break, and after such an impressive display Simmone figured he earned one. "Fine then you can rest, Griswold lets scan the area and try to bolster our vault a bit. Shall we?" Taking a soft bow before beginning to comb the area. It was noon shown clear by the sun risen directly overhead, peering through the canopy despite the coverage of leaves above them. "Let's see..." Simmone whispers softly moving in and out between brush and shrubbery, hoping to locate something to claim for herself or the guild. Coming up empty Simmone continues to patrol the area through the maze of trees, hoping to hit some kind of value in the rough. She was doing a fairly decent job of scaring the more skittish wildlife hiding just out of primary view, rabbits and the like springing up and escaping as fast as it could away from her.

ID# 136391 results: Loot: 2+1, Failure!

Simmone: 120/120 HP, 12/12 EN, DMG 2, EVA 1, Acc 3, BLD 1 (12 Over 2/9-10), Keen 1, Recov 2 (2/CD 6+)

Griswold had the beast's primary attention at the moment, Simmone didn't want to compromise this fact and kept her distance not wanting to draw the fury of the beast to her. A quick glance to Gaius who kept swinging, in attempts to light a fire in him and help him connect "If you cannot end the beast, what are you good for?" for spite and fury were another motivator that men were easily trapped within. A smile painted on her face to accent the phrase, encouraging her ally through her own means. The elk continued to charge about the area, taking a quick slide past Griswold toward Simmone who had complete freedom of movement given her inaction the system hadn't locked her down yet. A trail of dust from the forest floor painting lines of small clouds as the beast continued to exert the power it had been granted by mother nature in paths of aggression.

(1)Gaius: 120/120 HP, 8/12 EN, DMG 7, Miti 9, Acc 2, H.M: 2, Prosperity 3, LD +2

(1)Simmone: 120/120 HP, 11/12 EN, DMG 2, EVA 1, Acc 3, BLD 1 (12 Over 2/9-10), Keen 1, Recov 2 (2/CD 6+)

(3)Griswold: 119/120 HP, 6/12 EN, DMG 5, Miti 18, H.M: 2 [Concentration 1/3]

(2)Shiina: 80/80 HP, 8/8 EN, DMG 1

Mountain Elk: 24/60 HP, DMG 18

Charging in a direct line toward Simmone, she slides behind Griswold in avoidance. The elk staggers past and rubs its massive antlers against one of the surrounding trees with a crash, Simmone drops a quick phrase. "Pardon me but I need your shoulders." A quick grip on Griswold's massive stature and a foot placed along the surface she uses him as a step stool to gain an aerial advantage. Pushing off with her feet hard, Simmone takes airborne allowing her art to rip her through the air in a straightened line toward her target in a flash of purple light, drawing a mild cut along its back end glowing with a blue hue to signify its successful impact. Again Simmone waits for the status that does not come. Turning to face her, Simmone drops low and sprints to the left as Griswold moves in to continue the attack like a stampede.

ID# 136372 results:

Battle: 5+4, Hit using Basic Attack Dealing 2 Damage [Keen Retained!]

(1)Gaius: 120/120 HP, 9/12 EN, DMG 7, Miti 9, Acc 2, H.M: 2, Prosperity 3, LD +2

(1)Simmone: 120/120 HP, 11/12 EN, DMG 2, EVA 1, Acc 3, BLD 1 (12 Over 2/9-10), Keen 1, Recov 2 (2/CD 6+)

(3)Griswold: 120/120 HP, 7/12 EN, DMG 5, Miti 18, H.M: 2 [Concentration 0/3]

(2)Shiina: 80/80 HP, 7/8 EN, DMG 1

Mountain Elk: 24/60 HP, DMG 18

Gaius spots something tears a** right toward it and proceeds to miss his target. Rubbing her face for a moment, Simmone draws her rapier and flourishes it for a moment before screaming out Linear! The blade turns a bright purple hue and proceeds to carry her with an impact on the creature. A small puncture hole as the creatures HP drops just a tad. A quick rip and tear away, hoping that the bleed would proc but it had not left Simmone with her paltry some of the damage dealt. The elk rears from the blow and its attentions shift from Gaius to her, signifying her pull of aggro.

The damage was negligible but the reward was closing the gap quickly, putting her next to Gaius. Returning herself to neutral and flipping the blade about adjusting her grip and pivoting like a waltz Simmone screams out "Switch!" for Griswold to follow up.

ID# 136355 results: Battle: 5+3 Hit using Basic Attack (1 Damage), [Keen Activated!]

Gaius: 120/120 HP, 10/12 EN, DMG 7, Miti 9, Acc 2, H.M: 2, Prosperity 3, LD +2

(1)Simmone: 120/120 HP, 11/12 EN, DMG 2, EVA 1, Acc 3, BLD 1 (12 Over 2/9-10), Keen 1, Recov 2 (2/CD 6+)

Griswold: 120/120 HP, 12/12 EN, DMG 5, Miti 18, H.M: 2

Shiina: 80/80 HP, 8/8 EN, DMG 1

Mountain Elk: 59/60 HP, DMG 18