Anemone

With the bread shuttled towards her, Anemone made the grace of all saves while it fumbled in her hands. With a quiet sigh of relief she began breaking pieces of the bread apart for the Dragon perched on her shoulders. With a small giggle the woman teased, "Well, she is a dragon right? I'm more curious as to why she thinks bread is a yummy substitute for meat. I thought that's what dragons ate. But we are in a game world, I guess anything is possible. Since I'll be becoming a chef, I'll make something sweet for you Velnia." The woman cooed with a soft pet of her head. Itzal was far more courageous than she was, going up and down these floors just to explore, "I don't think I could do what you do. I bet you are a FrontLiner, as they say here. I am no where close to being that important. I don't even have equipment to help me, but that will come in time." 

The woman's hand opened as Itzal released some ingredients into her hand, "You are far too generous, Itzal. You are giving me a lot of these materials. Are you sure you are ok with this? I don't mind finding my own materials." Anemone had noticed something strange about her voice, it was more robust as she spoke. She didn't feel like she was shy around him all too much or socially awkward. What was this odd feeling when she was near him? Her heart didn't flutter, but she felt serene and warm. Was this that aura that her parent's talked about with people? She often heard her mother speak about people and their colorful aura. Some people just are good and warm, others are cold and stiff. Anemone had figured Itzal to be one of these warm people. She felt...safe and secure, but she was not about to throw her safety net away just because of a feeling. 

ID: 74906
LD: 3+4 = Failure

Anemone noticed something on the ground, was it a Mandragora? The woman moved towards it and shifted her shoulders, "You might wanna get away from me Velnia, these little things can scream loudly." She gave the warning to the dragon in case it might have sensitive ears. Itzal whom was now behind her; she would hope that he would not be too alarmed by the sound either, "I'm gonna try and pull this plant out. In case it screams, you might wanna cover your ears." The woman and her small body bent over as she reached for the implanted root and her small fingers grabbed ahold of the leafy plant hat of the root. Her body jerked and she began pulling with all her might, ass shaking in the process and her face going bright red from the strain as she attempted to pull out the plant. When she was pulling the root, her long curly white hair snuck pass her nose sending off a trigger for a sneeze. She sneezed violently when her nose began to twitch and she fell back planting her butt into the ground with an unsuccessful removal. "Well, I was close.." @Itzal

"N-No, you don't need to apologize. I would suspect it is hard for anyone to come into this world and become trapped and not fight to survive in one way or another. If we can't accept that there are darker and bleaker things in this world, well." The woman returned to a soft smile and looked down at the ground, "I can be really naive at times and I seek the good in people. But I am very shy and can be intimidated easily. But I know who I am on the inside, I haven't lost touch with who I am I think that's important. Self discovery in a world like this, it will be hard for anyone." 

Itzal had wandered off to a nearby berry bush, she was amazed he found so many in a bundle like that. They were quite fresh looking with a good color, "My parent's were Botany people. They loved plants and our home was always fresh and green and always smelled like the earth. Teehee. I suppose its not for everyone, but I have been accustomed to nature and what to look out for when it comes to fruit and vegetables. So becoming a chef seemed like a natural thing to do," She accepted the berries without hesitation, one day she will make something very sweet for this guy, all she could do was hope he would enjoy it. 

ID: 74903
LD: 20+4 [+1 Material]

"Thank you for the berries." She said as she returned them to her inventory. She was feeling more comfortable around Itzal, perhaps she could ask him a question or two while she searched for some more fruit, "Umm. So what brought you out here today? Were you just passing by?" The woman kneeled and found another bright red apple. She was so amazed to find these things just laying about, her luck was something else today that's for darn sure! @Itzal

The woman nodded and she was quite happy to engage in a conversation that was about cooking, "Yes. I want to be chef. I think a lot of people feel more motivated and happier when they have a full belly of good food. I know it makes me happy when I am eating something yummy. Of course I have a lot to learn the mechanics in this game, but at least I can gather the materials in the meantime." The woman stretched her hands behind her back as Velnia seemed pleased with her current perching place on the woman's shoulder. Bright red fiery eyes shot towards Itzal as he spoke of a person who was also a healer, that was not too far from being original these days. Many players had opted to take a more passive route rather than the usual tank or dps routes. Anemone smiled softly, stroking the small dragon on her shoulder, "I chose the Healer because I would rather heal people than hurt them. I know there are some cruel people in this world, some who take advantage of others. But...I don't know. They are still people too." 

ID: 74899
CD: 12 {FA: Itzal Healed to Full)
LD: 15+4 = 19 [+1 Material]

Despite the serious conversation, Anemone was making conversation. She laughed mentally that she was able to say so much to this stranger so soon. Perhaps it was that connection felt from him earlier. He was a guy with a good heart, she could feel that warmth around him. He was a genuine soul, much like herself. Accepting the Quest item along with the much needed SP, the woman took another moment to fix her hands out towards Itzal, "Ok. Once more with some luck this time..." Concentrating harder now, the woman shifted her palms outwards as the glow of green focused once more into a beautiful wash of pale air before it burst like a cool breeze towards the warrior, she noticed his HP bar had returned to good standing. She gave a silent cheer in her own head, fist pumping and jumping up and down in her own little world, while on the outside she just smiled softly at him. 

Nearby she found yet another apple, a green one this time. She was going to make an awesome apple pie one of these days. "When my shop is open, I will send you an invite to come taste test some food items. It's not a payment for today, but a Thank You." @Itzal

She nodded her head, "Its a new guild, I think. They've been keeping to themselves, but they seem to 'protect' the citizens of Aincrad and order on the first floor. But they ask for taxes, or other things of value to keep up their side of the work. I haven't noticed too much trouble on the lower floors, so I suppose they are doing something down there?" The woman wasn't too sure on the situation herself, she had seen the colors and the insignia flashed around by others of the same outfit and called out for taxation on their services. Snuggling with the cutie-pie, Velnia, Anemone listened once more attentively to Itzal and his words of caution towards a player named Ariel. The woman bit down on her lower lip, she was no stranger to dangerous players. She was also accosted by a Player Killer not too long ago by a woman with long silver hair, but it was an odd meeting for sure. Anemone used her small finger to pop open her menu and she made a note in her memo's area about the name of Ariel and to attempt to avoid contact with such a woman. 

Giving a quick flick of her wrist, the woman brought her hands back down to her sides and then behind her back as they continued into the forest. Itzal seemed like a good man, he didn't want to harm the NPCs even if they were monsters of the digital variety. His soft heart was much akin to hers, she could feel something of a bond that could be grown into a friendship down the line that is if Ane could get over the anxiety lump. When the whirring of wings sounded off Itzal had begun the battle with the Wasp. Off her shoulder came Velnia swift as a bullet charging towards the Wasp. 

Anemone watched in awe as the little dragon whizzed and charged right into it. So much courage from that little dragon, more courage than Anemone had that was for sure. And then there was this guy who was both incredible and heartwarming. His gallant effort came with a payment to his own HP however, trading hits and ended the wasp queen with a successful sword art. Anemone gave a small clap for the two of them, "Bravo. I thought that was going to be much harder, but you got hurt as well. I'm not very good..."

ID: 74895
CD: 4 (Failure) Great for more character development.
LD: 20+4 = 24 [+1 Material]

 Anemone took a step forward, she gave a low sigh and placed both her hands out in front of @Itzal and her palms started to glow green. But there was a small little pin shock in her palm and the light slowly faded away as her healing failed. "I-I'm sorry...I used to be a much better healer, but my equipment. It was 'donated' to someone else. My naivety at its Pinnacle there. I'll keep trying to heal you though. It's the least I can do. If you wish to keep the item for yourself as a courteous payment, I wouldn't mind." Though she had failed her healing, she did notice from the wasp there was a small golden apple sitting next to the tree.

The woman smiled briefly before picking it up to examine it, "Well. I'll be darned. A golden apple. I bet this will make a nice filling for a pie, don't you think?"  

Anemone felt a wave of relief wash over her when Itzal didn't have a problem holding down the enemy to take care while she would just stay in the background as she normally did in these sort of situations. But then she got a little nervous about his familiar and being energetic. The woman was gonna brace herself for whatever might come from anywhere. If Itzal was going to help her on this quest, the least she could do was not freak out over a familiar. When he whistled there was a stillness around her as she looked left and right to see if anything was coming along.

The horned dragon soon hovered towards Itzal and then at Anemone. The familiar dragon seemed to be enchanted by Anemone, looking deep into her eyes as it hovered there until it attached itself to her body. The extra weight was different, and she could feel her twin cape being pulled and addressed as the little creature climbed her body before finally perching over her shoulder. Anemone stood in almost a catatonic state as nuzzled and licked her cheek. Anemone felt a warm wash of affection from the dragon and quickly warmed up to it. "So kawaii," Anemone thought resting a hand on top of Velnia, "It's nice to meet you as well, Velnia. I know familiars from other players, usually I see massive wolves or predator types. This is the first time I am seeing a dragon, but she is a cutie." Anemone felt slightly more comfortable now about the situation, the dragon didn't seem to have an appetite to munch on her brains so that was a good thing. 

However it was time to get down to business, "I don't know how I can thank you for your help, Itzal. I suppose I am running into some bit of luck with the people I have been meeting recently. I have had so many strange run ins with people. First the Army on floor one asking for taxes, then that man who defended my honor against them. His help with my quest, and now your help. I guess there are still good people left in this world." 

@Itzal

When they were walking towards the forest, the now introduced Itzal had spoken up on offering to get her equipment. She had stopped dead in her tracks and looked straight into the forest, but she wasn't looking at the forest. She had stopped because her mind went into shock. No one was that nice, well, except for her, but even then she wouldn't just casually get someone equipment. Oh no, she would give HER OWN equipment to someone else, which is what had happened and left her with nothing on her person. She had smiled sweetly at the man next to her and shook her head, the long tassels of white curly hair bounced to and fro with each headshake, "As enormously helpful as that would be and extremely generous, that is not something I can ask of you. You worked hard for your stuff and I couldn't simply just take it either." If he was serious about that, she would have to turn it down every time. There was a fine line of being nice and generous and then another of taking that from someone one even if they were generous. 

The point was to be able to free herself from the shackles and bounds that held her down. She would eventually have to gather on her own like she normally did and that was just the hard truth of the world. She had been in so many parties now, and she rode them for free more or less and the others didn't very much complain. Of course her healing helped once in awhile, but most of the time they had enough mitigation to clear the trash mobs in the area and call it a day. 

Then her back stiffened and she gulped dryly hearing him state that he could tank and she could follow up, "I ugh, I don't have any combat skills nor do I have any weapons. I think the most damage I can do is one. I hate to ask, but could you kill them? I can back you up with my healing, but as far as doing damage to these Wasps, I don't think I'll be very efficient in the task. Great, he's probably gonna leave now because you are so worthless. Great job, Anemone." 

@Itzal

Her eyes had gone big, he was talking enough for the both of them. But she was an attentive listener while he spoke, though there were some names of people she did not know during that part of the conversation. He had talked about his Scout Build and that made her smile lightly, "Yeah, I find it neat to be able to spot things other people can't. But I am still getting the hang of it. As for the healing ability..." the woman trailed off, arms behind her back again and she used one leg to scratch the other, "It's been difficult since I don't have the right equipment to successfully cast the Healing; more like I did have the equipment but I don't anymore. Naivety is pretty quick to bite me in the behind at times." Was she really having a conversation without spilling out into a mess of nerves? Of course she was still fidgeting, but this was probably the best conversation she has had to date well, minus the one conversation with that cute boy she met the other day. Thinking about him made her heart flutter, even now she could feel the bright redness in her cheeks glowing.

"Uhm, I was looking to take on the Long Live the Queen quest. I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Anemone. It is a pleasure to meet a kindred Scout." Well, she wasn't exactly the scout type, but she was headed in the direction of Support. She had many skills she wanted to learn, but maxing out others beforehand seemed like a wiser decision at the time. With a little hop in her step, she turned back at the ominous forest behind her as she looked into it once more with her piercing red eyes. "If it's ok with you, I'd like to stay in the back. I don't have any equipment besides the basics..." She felt a little like she was just using him at this point, if he wished to disregard the entire matter she wouldn't hold it against him. 

@Itzal

The woman nodded as she brought her small hand over one of her pigtails and scooped it to the side. His hand was lowered down to her and she was very hesitant to even touch him. But he was being kind and there didn't seem to be any kind of malice from him. With some reluctance from her inner self, she accepted his hand and stood up once more on her feet. She looked him into those big blue eyes he had with her own radiant fire kissed orbs, she blushed lightly as she looked at him, "Thank you. I was ugh..just taking a stroll around the forest. There is a quest enemy in there but I don't..." the woman began to trail off as she spoke and was muttering the later half of her sentence. 

She looked herself over and began to pat the dirt stains on her white outfit. She began to pat her butt at the same time but quickly stopped. She didn't wanna see like a lewd woman in front of him like that, she was just trying to get cleaned up. She had read that some gestures like this caused a reaction in males. It didn't help that this game had some very revealing clothes as well. She really wished her clothing didn't show off her belly button like it did, but there was nothing she could do about that. At least the rest of her was clothed up. She shuddered to think about what would happen if she needed to be in less clothing for any other reason. 

"I don't have any combat skills, I dedicated my Skill Points to healing and searching. Umm.." she withdrew her voice once more, hands behind her back and those low lit firey orbs now shot towards the ground, "Come on, just ask him already! You think you can help me...phew, was that so hard?" 

@Itzal

"Why isn't he leav-" The woman was more preoccupied with why he was still there and not leaving. It was rude of her to ignore him as he spoke, but she was more worried about herself than him at this point. Not that she didn't mind him being there, just that she was a nervous wreck when it came to other people. But they always seem so sincere at first when she speaks to people, then comes the favors and then the comments about how much she was not needed after all. All she really wanted to feel was part of a team or feel important for someone for one day. But these were mindless dreams she had. She also had a deep void in her heart, it was nice to speak to people, but it was so difficult for her to do so.

She pushed back her hair. Well if he was going to stick around with her then maybe it wouldn't be so bad? She would just keep on her guard and slink away if he seemed rather too comfortably close to her. Clearing her throat, "My name is Anemone. It's nice to meet you Seul. Umm, if you plan on 'sticking around,' I was just about to take on the Earning a Living Quest. I'm not asking for help or anything, but if you wish to accompany, I guess you can do so." The woman was a little wobbly as she stood up. She had no idea how long she had been sitting on that bench but it was enough to make her a little dizzy, but it was probably from her social anxiety as well. As she stood up, she noticed that male was quite taller than herself. Being a little woman had it advantages, but most of the time people just overlooked that she was even there. She pulled tightly onto her white jacket and took a step forward, her face from the shadows moved to a clear spot where the sun was now directly hitting her face as she caught the handsome face of the player named Seul. Her eyes widened for a moment and she caught herself staring at him for that brief moment. 

Her heart was going a million miles an hour and she smiled gently before apologizing, "S-Sorry, I didn't mean to stare. Umm, shall we get going?" she gestured with her hand as the crowd of people were starting to swarm that particular spot. She took the lead of course because it was her quest, but she was doing all she could not to brush shoulders with anyone as they were walking by. "I wonder if I should say something to him. Like thank you! Or ya know, try being a human for once instead of a frozen icicle? Umm, are you having a good day today, Seul?" she flashed him a small smile as her head turned to meet his gaze as they walked to a now clear intersection of the city. "Good job, Ane. Creep him out with a smile and ask him how his day is going. Did you not notice he was beating up a thug?" she sighed and clenched her hands together as she continued to walk. 

@Seul

Floor Two. Yep, it sure was. And now Anemone was standing on the outskirts of the forest looking in as she kept her body in a tight concentrated spot. One leg was bent back, her arms folded behind her body and she was peaking into the darkness of the forest's heart as if she was attempting to cleverly peel away the shadows that lurked within. She gave a round-about sigh as she mentally brought the information of the current quest to the forefront of her mind, "I'm not a DPS class though, how do they expect you to do this without killing anything? Its like they force people like me to ask others for help because I can't do it alone." She muttered a sigh and looked around her vicinity. No one was around, most player's her level were probably way further on the upper floors doing Quests there. 

Nope, not Anemone. She had to pick the one Support Class in the game that had no damage output what so ever. Again, she felt worthless. Maybe she should just go home and read a book or something. Not having an idea of her own to fall back on to, but she was proud of herself that she was able to get this far without passing out on the way over. Nodding to herself and thinking this was a good enough reason to just forget about the quest, she spun on her foot and then fell into a roaming body of a player. Her nose squished from the soft chest she just bounced off from, gave a small squeak and then landed on her backside in the grass. Immediately she felt the dread of running into someone, how horrible for her it was that these always happen to her. Ashamed and looking down into the ground, she sat there and muttered some words, "Um, sorry. I didn't mean to run into you." Even if she was shy as all hell, she had manners of her own and would excuse herself properly although she was probably gonna pass out any given time from the mere exhausted state that talking to someone had put her in. 

@Itzal

Will be tackling the Queen with Itzal. 

"Stick...together?" Why on Earth would he wanna do that for her? If they were planning to come back with greater numbers, of course he could handle himself, but she was a nuisance. A nobody. She sat there while looking at the ground, a finger rolling through the curly tassels of her snowy hair as she made a noise with her lips, something akin to speaking, "Wouldn't it be better for you to just go? You would be better off protecting yourself rather than me being a hinderance to you." She had stopped messing with her hair and placed her hands in her lap then looking down into them. 

She had worked really hard to reach the level she was at. Even in her anxious state, she was still able to work on her levels and become something relevant to this world even if it meant she was a hit and go sort of party member. Lots of people enjoyed being up close and personal with the monsters in this world, slinging the swords around with their impressive sword arts. Anemone was nothing of that sort, so when the patches rolled out where she could still help while still having a high chance for survival, she chose to the Healer Support path. Of course when people found out she had turned into a healer, she was asked to join many parties. She felt special and wanted, but she didn't think how thankless the job was as well. Not that she needed to be thanked if this was her job, one should just do it without any pay. But a 'thank you' never hurt anyone. She had realized how dark this world was and that many people followed the same mindset, the game had changed people. But she was still the Anemone from the real world.

But this man was offering to help, or at least that is what it appeared but perhaps he was after something else as well, payment? Maybe...something more? Her cheeks burned from the thought! How could he want something like that for a service of protection! But she was jumping to conclusions right now and she became somewhat irritated with herself again for making up stuff that actually had yet to pass, "I don't have much col to pay you for helping me. I think you are better off just leaving me alone." Her weak voice rolled out as her crimson eyes were trained on the ground.  

@Seul

Anemone had planted both feet on the ground as she sat there with her eyes to ground. Soon enough her wildest thoughts were starting to surface and she was becoming irritable about her own self worth. It is then that she noticed the ground was becoming darker, "Oh great, is it really going to rain?" Her red eyes followed her head up when she heard the word "Cutie," immediately her heart began to race as several sturdy looking warriors had approached her and her small little world as she sat on her bench. She gave a dry gulp looking nervously around as she was gnawing on her bottom lip, "... Why don't you hand over some of your Col? Just as a tax for all the hard work we do keep this town running!” Anemone continued to gnaw on her lip with her teeth as she fidgeted in her spot, she didn't even know who they were but apparently they were coming off as some kind of Army or something. She squirmed in her place raising a hand as she was about to just give them some col to leave her alone. 

But it was rather curious thing that happened next. Her red eyes shifted with another individual coming towards the group. She didn't have the col to pay them all off, and she didn't have anything of worth to give them either. She mentally sighed as the stranger approached the others, oblivious to the meaning behind his words.  “Is there a problem here guys?” The woman's face grew with worry, "I--I..." she stammered looking away from everyone and back down at the ground and her feet. The conversation continued among the Army and the solo adventurer. Apparently he didn't take kindly to her being a victim of their harassment. Although she would have just gone along with it if it meant that she would have been left alone, but trouble was brewing now and frothing from the top. Anemone was not one to be in the middle of an argument, she didn't know how to hold herself in a normal conversation little alone a confrontation such as this.

But the man seemed to be...protecting her honor? Saying something like that to a girl like her? Anemone couldn't help but feel the burn in her cheeks as she looked away, her mouth was starting to go dry and her palms were becoming clammy. Then the scuffle ensued with the wandering warrior revealing his weapon. The situation quickly called forth the attention of the others in the area as the Army Men seemed disappointed for their lack of courage against him. That sword was interesting though, from the glimpse she saw of it, it looked rather different than what she had seen most people using. After the humiliating loss they were dealt, the woman barely could keep her mind afloat with just what happened.

 She figured since everything was done and over with, he would just walk away like everyone else. Then there it was... “Are you okay?” Anemone froze with a horrified fright. She gulped once again and attempted to look at the stranger, "I-I." she stammered unable to finish her sentence. He looked at her and she grew embarrassed by his gaze. But more so there was acknowledgment that she was there, like he was actually talking to her. "Don't pass out...Don't pass out..." she said to herself. Once more she looked into his eyes, her fiery orbs and bright red cheeks flushed to pale white, "Fine, thanks...Umm. Thank you for helping me." Her words were as light as a whisper as she spoke to him. She sat there and looked at him when she said thank you and immediately her eyes dropped off to the side of her leg where she began to nervously play with the curls of her hair that stretched over her outfit. She was wondering if he would leave soon so this anxiety attack might cease. 

@Seul

Swoosh! A door to an Inn swings open violently revealing a woman shouting, "Good morning, Aincrad!" Anemone nearly jumped out of her skin when she was walking by the player who shouted as she stepped out the threshold. The young woman sighed to herself, a downcast gaze looking to the cobblestoned ground as she kicked a rock out of her way. Why couldn't she be energetic and high spirited like that? Why was it so difficult to just express what she wanted to express to people. Despite wearing a mostly white and blue outfit, Anemone was not a woman that stood out from the crowd. She was short in stature, small frame a easily passable. She ended up sitting on a bench in the middle of the city and began watching people mill about in their day to day routine. She gave an exhausted sigh once more as she brushed the long curly tendrils of hair from off her shoulder. She sat with a small slouch but held her hands in her lap as she just watched people coming and going from anywhere. All the while people passed her by without even a simple glance or even a hello. 

Or if they had what would she say? "Oh! Hello! It's very nice to see you today! How are thing?" she thought to herself, how easy it was for people to say that bit of line in a conversation without tripping over their own words. Had she said anything like that, she would probably have fainted from nervousness before letting out the first vowel from her lips. Her fingers mildly drummed against one another as brought up her menu. It had been a while now and the fact that she wanted to meet people was becoming more and more of a distant dream. Someone had made mention they made all kinds of new friends when they were in their shop. Anemone was not quite sure how to go about doing something like that, of course there was the Earning a Living Quest, that pretty much summed things up in that department. But her belly was so full of butterflies, every time she got the courage to go up and take the quest she would find an excuse not to do it that day, "Oh the weather is looking rather dreadful right now. It might rain and I don't wanna be stuck gathering materials while it's raining..." that seemed to be Anemone's life for the most part, or lack of life. Still yet she sat there contemplating the decision yet again for a week straight with nothing to do and people moving by without so much as a gracious hello to her. It's probably better that way anyways, "Not like I can offer them anything anyways..."

@Seul

Hi guys! Officially Anemone The Support is up and going now. For those who have been living under a rock, I killed off Opal due to so many reasons mostly being that it was a gifted character when my ex controlled the account. Keeping with his wishes, I stayed with Opal for as long as I could do the muse for which eventually triggered into a 2 month long hiatus and after much thought decided to clean the slate. 

With a new character, Anemone is officially ready to go! Why am I posting this? (Cause I need freakin posts for Status Update Requirements!) :D 

I would love to do some quests starting from the lower floors up so I can grab some quick SP. Also would love the help if anyone wants to tackle EaL so I can get my shop going as well. Feel free to leave a message here or send me a PM! You can read about Anemone and see if she interests you. 

Current Stats: Non Combative Support Type

First Aid: Rank 5
S&D: Rank 4
Lvl: 30

Profile
Username: Anemone
Real name: Asphodel Welt
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Height: 5'4''

About: History/personality

Asphodel was given the name of a flower at birth because her parents were both into botany. They enjoyed a simple life of a middle class family. Asphodel lived a quiet life, public school was a horror and for some reason throughout her young life she was always so quiet and aloof. She never spoke which made many to believe she was a mute, but of course this was not true. She was so very much into her own world that she rarely ever escaped from it. She had fantasies of being a Princess in a Fairy Tale Book, often being saved by a gallant knight in white armor riding a horse and coming in to save her. She was very much a romantic sort of individual, yet she would never dare to seek companionship from a male classmate. Thus she was usually left alone in the back of the class where she would do her own thing. She kept herself very quiet like a mouse, many people often times forgetting she is even there. However, despite her quiet nature, Asphodel was a brilliant woman. She was smart and creative and it showed in her school projects and work. 

While through high school, Asphodel continued her usual quiet as a mouse behavior. One time she was almost asked out on a date, but she was so nervous around the guy that she couldn't utter a word and ended up passing out from the ordeal. Since then, Asphodel had not given many notices to boys and when she saw couples she secretly envied their lives as she would never meet her Knight in Shining Armor. She graduated with high marks and ended the year with an impressive GPA and learned several languages. She immediately went off to college thanks to her parents saving a modest amount of money to jump start her new school life. Living in the dorms was not too bad, she believed her roommate was a rather busy individual often going to party's and not really the studious type. Asphodel regretted staying at the dorms though, often times finding herself in situations that made her very nervous. She cursed her parents secretly because they knew she needed to get out of her shell. 

Someone had mentioned VRMMOs and their way to help people like her over her social anxiety. Asphodel was set on becoming a normal woman one day and through a game where anyone can be anyone seemed like a fantasy come to life. So without further dilly-dallying, she enjoyed the Dive sessions she had but still remained a closed flower bud until she came to Sword Art Online where not only did she feel her anxiety levels rocket, but she was not stuck in a game with a body that was not quite her own. 

Virtues:

Creative: Anemone is a creative woman, often finding times to enjoy competing in puzzle challenges that used a quick witted mind. When things seem complicated for a person to obtain, she quickly finds a way to make things easier on people while dissecting the problem mentally usually giving way to an easy juxtaposition to the situation at hand. 

Service: As a Support character, Anemone realizes how difficult it is for players to go on dungeons alone. Even with a full DPS squad, eventually the Mobs will hit and having a healer on standby can be crucial. Although she never asks to join a team, she usually jumps at every opportunity to help someone with a problem or to become the team's Healer. 

Authentic: Anemone doesn't change her behavior or does not become controlled by the thoughts or will of others. She knows who she is and what she can do for herself and for others. But she will never be persuaded to do something unethical or anything against her moral compass to help another individual. 

Reverence: Anemone never disrespects someone or becomes heated by an argument. She respects the decisions people make for themselves even if she does not agree to it. One must walk their life in their own shoes and no one should dare stop them if their decision is made. Honor what is given and accept it as it is. 

Flaws:

Shy: Asphodel is quiet and peculiar at times. She normal speaks only when spoken to and uses great a deal of quiet voice when speaking to others. She is quiet and soft spoken and hard to hear at times. She can become anxious and nervous around people she doesn't know often leading to a fainting spells. Often made fun of for not able to speak up in full volume, Anemone seeks a more quiet conversation looking up at the stars or just walking with a group of players she knows well enough to let her wander and do her own thing.

Loneliness: Anemone came into this world alone without any friends or someone to know. So she has become a defensive woman and often shies away from large crowds of people, even if they are all friendly. She often has envious feelings of people who are able to talk to one another in a social way and often fidgets with words as she attempts to talk. She can seem aloof for the fact that no one ever really seeks her out for anything other than her abilities. No one ever actually asks her out her days go, or if she has plans. 

Low Self Esteem: Anemone suffers from high levels of selfless worth. People often ask her to hunts merely for her abilities and nothing more. She seems like an uninteresting girl because she never speaks or talks to the party. She feels she is worthless because she can't get over that pillar of anxiety to speak to people directly. No one helps her with those kinds of situations nor helps ease her mind or relax her thoughts. She feels indisposable as she feels people will cut her loose should she no longer fit any value. 

Profession: (Leave blank until the Earning a Living quest has been completed.)

Skills
Non-combat:
» Search n Detect || Rank 5 || +5 LD [50 SP]
Gatherer || No Ranks ||  [10 SP]

Passive:
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Combat:
» First Aid || Rank 5 || 20% Heal [50 SP] 
-- Sharpness Mod: Target party member gains +(1 * Target's Tier) base damage for 2 turns. [10 SP]
-- Barrier Mod: Reduce 15% Final Damage to Party. [10 SP]
-- Field Medic Mod: Heal your entire party (including yourself) for 20% of each party member’s maximum HP (rounded down). [15 SP]

Weapon skills:
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Inventory
Weapons/Tools:
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Roleplays/ SP [6/151]

Relationships (optional)

Seul
Status: Friend
Information: Previously of the Knights of the Blood Oath, Solo Player now it seems. He is generous and kind and helped protect my honor against some Tax Collecting Thugs on the first floor. He gifted me a very special item that I will keep close to my heart. He is the first person to gift me an item in the game. I wish to know more about him without it being creepy. 

Itzal: 
Status: Friend
Information: Ran into him on a quest run. After some talking, we have some collective thoughts about being Christian in this game. He was a big help in taking down the Wasp Queen and gave me the quest item as well. He is very sincere and seemed rather interested in about the Tax Collectors on Floor 1. I hope I didn't cause any distress for him and his guild. Very likable guy, I hope to go to Worship with him soon.

Beatbox:
Status: Friend
Information: Knights of the Blood Oath member. Very proud of his roots and he is quite the gallant fellow. I think his familiar is very adorable as is he. We share the same Professions, I hope we can one day exchange some recipes and become good friends. I really need to apologize for being so jumpy when I fell over him like that. He collected a lot of materials for me which is really gonna help kick things off in my Profession. We are officially friends as well, so its good to have those. 

Story Thus Far (optional)