Jomei

After tossing the key to the blonde haired girl, Jomei rose to his feet and pulled his jacket back on. He turned his attention back towards the locks, realizing that it was taking a bit longer for the girl to use the key than her had expected. "Everything okay?" Jomei asked as he took a few steps in her direction. Just to stand by and watch as the last two keys were inserted into their slots, hopefully revealing the way out. Suddenly, the girl stepped from the chair landing onto Jomei's shoulders. "H-Hey wait!" Jomei shouted as he adjusted his feet, trying to avoid from toppling over. On

After turning the key in the second lock, Jomei felt the click as it disengaged.. but could have sworn he felt some sort of rumble as well. Slight, but ever present after turning that key. Had something else revealed itself? Or possible it was just the sound of the inner machinations of this quadruple locked doorway. If that was the case, why did he still feel it. It wasn't until one of the other girls who was plowing through book after book searching for a key mentioned it being a bit less echo-ey in the room. A careful look around at the décor on the walls revealed the situation that they we

Stepping back from the bookshelf and looking over at the others, he saw that they were a bit more successful than himself. With the amount of books in this study, it was a wonder they were able to find any within the thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of pages tucked away. He took the moment of solace to look at the other players in the vicinity of him.. most of them unfamiliar to him. One or two seemed familiar, at best, but he could not place a name to any faces. For a moment, he thought to himself again, what was he even doing here. He came here to get his mind off of things and pull h

Following up behind the last of the players, Jomei climbed the rope ladder up. He took one last glance down at the NPCs that had been thrown into the pit as a way to help the players and bypass the teetering pedestal. With a sigh, Jomei continues up the ladder. Eventually, they find themselves in a lavish room, a study of sorts. For the amount of players in here, it was a bit cramped.. but at least there was no immediate danger they all needed to team up to conquer. However... a means of proceeding to the next level was not prevalent. Glancing upward, Jomei noticed a small alcove with va

Aside from just a friendly visit, which Jomei always appreciated from his friends, it seemed Lessa had caught wind of his current predicament. How, he was most curious, given he really didn't speak with anyone since, let alone told anyone. Plus, it wasn't like her and Telrenya were friends.. he couldn't even recall a time the two had formally met. Despite his curiosity, he supposed it did make having to break his new status to the world, especially after being dubbed "Aincrad's Power Couple" not too long ago. Jomei sat on the edge of the arm chair that sat perpendicular to Lessa's. His f

Jomei first heard the shouts echoing from high above him, shouts of justice and rebellion. As he looked up towards the source, his olive eyes went wide with shock as, suddenly, it began literally raining bodies. Scrambling to his feet, Jomei barely dove out of the way before the NPCs came crashing down.. all of them experiencing the pain the the players were able to avoid them. Atop the writhing pyramid, a player, quite obviously the one behind the NPCs sudden drop. Using brute strength, she managed to push the stone slab off of its balancing spike. From there, it was much somehow simpler

Jomei rose his gaze to the rooftops across from his apartments, looking up to the sky as the sun had finally set, letting the stars take center stage. The streets sprung to life with its own sparkle, as strings of holiday lights snapped on, adding some color to the night. Despite the melancholy he felt within, he could not but feel slightly at ease. The decorations, the colder weather, and the overall season of joy and giving always brought a sense of peace and serenity with it. A small gust of wind tousled his ginger bangs into his face, and with closed eyes he pushed a hand upwards along his

<<Quest Details>> <<Floor 11 - Taft>> The house was just not the same anymore. Even before everything, when it was just him and Adere living here, it didn't seem this quiet. But now that its just the two of them once more, that eerie silence just never seems to lift. The breakup was mutual.. mostly. Jomei still couldn't help feel like he lost a part of him. Jomei hoped he could at least take grasp at his musical side to help piece his life back together.. even if just a little bit. However, as he stared at the sheet before him, staff devoid of any n

Jomei Stats and Equipment: From under the shadow of a dark, green hood, olive eyes watched the flying vessel depart from the docks towards the tower that pierced the clouds of the twenty-sixth floor. The player huffs a sigh through his nostrils.. annoyed at himself for dragging behind. As if that wasn't a metaphor for his life for the past few weeks.. months.. however long it had been. A bump to the shoulder from one of the NPCs that made up the crowd brought his gaze back to the rebellion at hand. He stood motionless, like a grounded stone in the middle of a flowing river, a

Character Name: Jomei Age: 24 Height: 6'3 Personality: A kind soul, always willing to jump in to help others in need. Constantly puts others before himself. Character Journal: [Journal] Character Name: Jevi Age: 22 Height: 5'9 Personality: Cold, but kind to those she feels deserves it. Builds up walls around her and tends to disappear for long periods of time. Character Journal: [link]

Current Level: 81 Current SP: 459 Link to SP Tracking: 2.6 | PRE-CONVERSION 3.0 | UPGRADED ITEM #1 Item Name: Vestige of St. Patrick Item ID: Converted Boss Drop Item Tier: 2 Item Type: Light Armor Item Rarity: Demonic Item Enhancements: MIT | EVA | EVA | Holy Blessing Description: A long coat of green and black over a padded cloth turtleneck, leather chaps and knee high boots. Item Name: Vestige of St. Patrick

SP Tracking Total: 459 https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1RMSCSoqr0r6D7lQHrDwIlc1kch1AkIU1eLIEBzLiRa0/edit?usp=sharing Starting: 5 SP Quests: 227 SP

Jomei knew of a place to get potions, he had been there before and decided it right to head there again. The prices were fair, and there always seemed to be enough items in stock when he needed them. Cintamani, it was called, had a very welcoming atmosphere to it. The smell brought back deep memories of an old cafe he would visit to study for school. He hardly realized that he was smiling softly to himself as he stepped farther into the interior. His smile widened as he was greeted by the shop's owner, who seemed to be engrossed in some documents while sipping on what he could assume to be, by

If there was one thing Jomei was slowly learning about being an avid fighter, it was that raw power just would not cut it with the increasing difficulty of these floor bosses. There was a reason the profession quest was so prominent in a players formula for success, because players were in constant need of buffs. For a long time, Jomei ignored this fact and just depended on what he could do with his armor and weapon. However it was the potions and other consumables that really gave him, and everyone else, that extra kick they needed. On his way back from assisting a player with a quest o

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Familiar Training: Accurate Mod(s) Being Dropped: -- SP Refunded: 18 SP Cost: 18,000 col

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The location was.. out of sight, to say in the least. For an, apparently, esteemed Artisan on the First Floor, they had chosen a spot for their shop that was away from most wandering eyes. However, once Jomei knew where to go, the blue exterior of the building shining in the bit of sunlight that peaked through the dimly lit alleyway was a welcome sight. The jingle of the bell above the door broke the silence of the interior as he descended the stairs into the stranger's shop. He could not help but feel guilty for visiting the shop of an artisan other than his financee's, but with time racing t

Jomei knew another boss fight was coming up soon. He had skipped the meeting.. but he knew as they progressed farther and farther, the need for experienced frontliners increased. All he wanted to do was retire.. but it seemed fate had different plans for him. The ginger walked down the First Floor street, looking for any experienced alchemists where he could purchase some potions that would give him the upper hand in this upcoming fight. Finally, he found one, one he had not visited before. Stepping inside, Jomei made his way towards the counter, checking over their stock. "Hello there, I'd li

After the last boss fight, Jomei felt it might be smart to keep a few items in his battle ready inventory, just in case. Whether it was for a boss fight or just a common monster a little tougher for Jomei to finish off, it would be for the best. Not only that, be he had the col to spare, so why not spend it. Jomei had heard of the first floor location, in a part of town that some players may not want to find themselves in. Being a higher leveled player, however, Jomei figured he would be safe.. that, and it was in the safe zone. He eyed the outside of the location, "This is it..?" The wo

<<Château de Feu>> Floor 28 // Fire Forest PK Accessible Plot With the eternal autumn of Floor 28, the trees erupt in fiery shades of crimson and orange, their leaves dancing in the gentle breeze like flames flickering in the wind. The air is crisp, filled with the earthy scent of damp soil and the sweet aroma of pine. The lake, a glassy mirror reflecting the vivid canopy above, shimmers under the warm glow of the sun, inviting visitors to dip their toes into its cool waters. Nestled deep within a vibrant forest, the two-story cottage stands serenely by the lake, a ch

Jomei looked at the front of the shop that seemed a bit familiar to him. He figured best way to start their "rekindled friendship" was to give her some business in her shop, now that he had dragged himself into yet another boss fight. The door opened into the dim lit apothecary, books and vials with different potions lining the wall. There he saw the familiar noirette at work, most likely prepping other people's orders for the same reason. "Nice place you have set up here" he said with a friendly smile. "So being the best alchemist I know, I have a few things I wanted to request now that I'll