Freya

Freyja sighs, taking everything in of which was just revealed to her. Glancing around as she edges herself back against the wall. The feeling in her body was starting to come back to her, but she still felt exhausted given everything that had happened. Looking to Simmone, "I am sorry for any Sadness that I brought upon you. I did not expect something like this to happen. I hope someday you can forgive me." Freyja looked a bit distraught, she hated that feeling that someone like Simmone could be mad at her, simply because the way Simmone was and what she could possibly do with the right motion

Charge CD: [2/3] Screeching and screaming can be heard in the distance, flames sizzle upon being lit by her father and sister, Violet petals can be seen nearly everywhere. Somehow though it became silent. Everything besides this general was toned out, as her vision locks to nothing but him. Loss of an arm and a piercing of the sternum, it cries out in pain but all Freyja saw was a jaw wide open. Parts of the body was iced over and Freyja knew that this was nearing the end, at least this portion. A golden flash of light as her scythe bleeds out black ooze. Freyja walks slowly to this creat

Freya's group was moving without her. A swift turn as enemies in every which direction surrounding her. Closing her eyes for only a split second before saying "No Fear," her eyes flash open as she see Lilac peddle droping like snow above her. Freya slices through one before seeing a blink and a hand through an enemy beside her. A grin meets the eyes of Kasumi, but they shift to something behind her. Quickly placing her scythes head on the ground and jumping, forward on onto a spire, with her foot on its chest against the ground. A downward swipe as the head goes rolling. A glance back to Kasum

Freya's knees collapse beneath her as her back hits the wall, her ass slides down to the floor. Her vision goes blank for just a moment before it flashes back, but she was not in Simmone's shop. Somewhere else, somewhere that seemed familiar. It was like she was in a dream, slightly slowed by mere seconds. A voice heard from behind her... "Rin where are you taking me," the dream fiber Freya says. "Now if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise now would it. We are almost there don't worry." Rin... this version of herself was pure memory content. She watches while Rin stands behind memory Freya wi

Freya wakes in a sweat from the chime of her HUD... Her eyes peal open staring at the ceiling. Takes a deep long breath as she pulls her HUD up eyeing the time. It was rounding noon... "Damn it..." At this point Gaius would have already been up about doing his own thing in thing. She had been a sleep for a long while, but given what happened just last night, it made sense. Sitting up now feeling a bit stiff she opens her messages and finds one in the guild chat from Sam... Ko hops on the bed and just sits there staring at the side of Freya's face. Glancing down she smiles, giving her a pat on

A hand placed on Gaius shoulder "I'll meet you on the flip side, go kick some ass," she says with a grin as they peal out into their groups. Meeting Freyd's side with Rai not far behind. "Dusting requires effort and mobs these days don't show a lot of that." The grin get wider as the entirety of the guild was entering the location in all different directions. "They really won't know what hit them," Freya knew that this was going to be a huge slaughter fest for the enemy line. She knew that everyone in there own way has gotten stronger and they would all survive this. Taking out her scythe now,

Breath still heavy, a touch upon her elbow, vision has yet to come back fully. Listening to each word said carefully, and almost in the same instant, Freya's mind goes blank. She remembers this notion well as it was similar to when she would grasp another memory she had forgotten. Her gaze moves to the mirror as she was taken back to that cave... "NO PLEASE, DON'T," as a head falls to the wet floor, a splatter of liquid against her face, as the scythe being wielded slices clear through another. Terrified screams echo the surrounding as some try to run, but are cut in half by a grapple cl

2/24/21 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 198401 CD: 7 +1 LD: 12 Uncommon (1) 9 (+6 Ambition) 2 198402 CD: 5 +1 LD: 17 Uncommon (2) 9 (+6 Ambition)

8/23/21 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 198275 CD: 7 LD: 2 Uncommon (1) 8 (+5 Ambition) 2 198276 CD: 8 LD: 19 Uncommon (3) 8 (+5 Ambition)

Freya was forced to her hands and knees and her vision was a slight blur. Any energy she had from lack of sleep and a total drain of stamina, it takes a toll on her. Struggling to catch her breath, she fights through. She was determined more than ever right now not to fade, she was stronger than that. Her mind reverts to something that the boy said before, "You are that boy that I saw at the end of my Gemini quest," she says still on her knees, staring at the ground, her eyes were close tight as she was trying to regain full vision again... When he entered her as Freya's Gemini, she remembers

"Oh like I was expecting this any more than you..." and in that moment something was different. Something had changed, she was no longer afraid of him. She talked about him as though she was but when push came to shove, everything came to light... It might of been this way for some time, but it took this performance to realize just that... Staring at the man inside the mirror now, it was just that, a man... "You could just snap your fingers or something and change that ragged cloth off your being," she knew that anything that was said here may or may not piss Simmone off further and maybe even

Freya knew that coming here and bringing this topic up was going to be hard Simmone, but if she didn't push then Freya would never know... Taking a deep breath, she follows Simmone to the back. The anger that Simmone felt toward her was very well deserved. Walking into the back room, she finds Simmone sitting, drinking something from her sleeve and she could feel her glaring in her direction. Glancing around the room now she sees a body standing mirror, material made of platinum. It was a real beauty... Freya looks to Simmone as she irritatingly gestures to the large standing unique piece. Fre

Raising a hand to punch Freyd for the weird dressing comment, rethinking though she places a hand on her chin a looks to the ceiling in thought. "Strapless white leathered dress, just above the knees with a golden trim at the bottom..." Looking to Freyd now with a grin, "Full opportunity to punch someone if I have too..." insinuating that directly to him... Simmone mentions the cake, "Oh, I'm not so worried about it hitting the floor, but more of what Shiina will do to it when it comes into view." She remembers cooking with Shiina and it was not a pretty sight. Freya hops up on the stool that

Putting her hands up in front of her, eyes not leaving the thing beneath the blanket. "I..." Freya's mind went completely blank for a moment. Could have been from lack of sleep... Glancing at Simmone now appearing around the corner. Her cheeks puff up a bit as she tries to think of what she was going to say... Hands move to her side as she says "You got good fashion, I need something to wear... Something unique, but no fluff... I hate fluff..." Eyes glance back at the concealed object. "Something easy on the eyes, but sexy..." Freya didn't care if Freyd was listening to this... It was then tha

Everyone around here always talks about how they want to become stronger. Nobody actually seems to know what they mean by that As she had seen in Eruda, this was more than just getting stronger by game standards like Freyd had said. Freya doesn't even recognize the person that Eruda use to be. Something shifted within her sister that made her a better person. She could see it in herself too, though. Freya was the same, but different just for the simple fact that she learned to trust more and realized that she couldn't do anything alone. This game has given her confidence and absolute, kn

As Freyd pulls her head against his shoulder, nothing... That was a good sign, at least her heart knew what it wanted. Freya's legs fell straight, against the floor, her arms instinctively wrap around his. Freyd was her best friend and at times like this it showed. Freya swore, though if he tried to kiss her, Freyd would get punched hard. She wouldn't care if she turned orange for a day... Regardless, it was a bit comforting... She rather it was Gaius, but he would do for now... Closing her eyes, trying to get her breathing calm enough to talk. A few minutes in silence before she opens her eye

Freya stops dead, her emotion were on overload and she had no clue what to do. A voice, but it was not Simmone, her friend, the one person that she has always seemed to go back to, to spill her problems too. She takes an unsteady breath and closes her eyes tight. She couldn't stop a tear or two from falling, "Freyd..." she slowly turns as she was exhausted, it showed in her movement. Taking a seat on the ground now against a bare wall, placing her head back to rest upon it. Bringing her knees to her chest to try taking a breather... It wasn't working. Her inhales were harsh sounding as she tri

Your dad is going to fucking kill me Freya sits against the guild hall table, staring at the new addition on her finger... You don't have to answer yet, but it's about time we made this shit official Pushing herself off the table, as her chest beats faster, pacing the room... Marry me damn it "I'm so stupid... He asked and I said nothing..." she says to an empty room. Her pacing gets faster, then stops... Holding her hands up, they were shaking. "Gaahh" screaming out as she throws a chair across the room and breaks against the wall. Breathing heavily, staring at it, sh

Current Level: 49 Current SP: 203 SP Tracking: Item Upgrades: 2.6 | PRE-CONVERSION 3.0 | UPGRADED ITEM #1 Item Name: Final Calamity - Remorse Item ID: 178972a Item Tier: T3 Item Type: Two Handed Battle Axe Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: Absolute Accuracy, Keen 1, Bleed 1 Description: A single red bladed scythe, long and black and slightly humming as if its breathing. Once swung it leaves a faint image of the player behind it, that strikes true should they miss. It seems t

2/24/2021 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 183778 CD: 12 +1 LD: 19 Perfect (3) 13 (+5 Ambition) 2 183779 CD: 6 +1 LD: 19 Uncommon (3) 8 (+5 Ambition)

2/22/2021 Rank up at Roll 6 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 183581 CD: 4 +1 LD: 15 Salvage Success (1) 7 (+5 Ambition) 2 183582 CD: 11 +1 LD: 18 Perfect (2) 13

2/21/2021 Ranked to 4 on Roll 2 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 183474 CD: 7 +1 LD: 10 Uncommon (1) 8 (+5 Ambition) 2 183475 CD: 11 +1 LD: 6 Perfect (1) 13

2/9/21 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 182782 CD: 3 LD: 2 Failure (1) 6 (+5 Ambition) 2 182783 CD: 1 LD: 13 Critical Failure (1) 6 (+5 Ambition)

2/8/21 Ranked To 2 on Third Craft Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 182634 CD: 11 LD: 5 Rare (1) 10 (+5 Ambition) 2 182636 CD: 6 LD: 5 Salvage Failure (1) 7

House Name: Rolling Bite (Attachment) (In works of sharing a shop with Gaius) Location: F22 - Hills surrounding Deepedge, near the fields of grain on the south side Description: A place to call home, somewhere to sleep and practice her skills and different recipes to perfect. A place to sleep as to give Gaius his space while she is not treating him to meals of her own. Inside is a basic 2 story layout with room to grow. A large round table in a dining hall connecting to the kitchen for obvious reasons. In the backyard, there is a training yard that will help in the long run. It is an extensi