Dazia

Crozeph noted that it still wasn't obvious to him, then he compared fighting battles to watering plants, proceeding to claim that Dazia was tending to something poisonous. Normally Dazia would scoff in her mind, thinking that she just needed to let off some steam by slaughtering enemies and training, as long as the enemies were no real threat. However, she did remember that moment back in the tenth floor..

If anything was potentially poisonous, it may have been her sister's words.

Before Dazia knew it, however, suddenly a Katana blade was nearing her shoulder, and her left hand went to her weapon almost instinctively. She got in position to block, but nothing else happened that moment. Crozeph then spoke again, saying that among his own circle of friends within this game, he just so happened to be the problem child. "Try living with six problem children as your older siblings." Dazia thought. When Crozeph sheathed his weapon, Dazia followed suit. Crozeph then said his own opinion on combat, before walking past her. Dazia continued walking, and Crozeph asked Dazia a question.

"I'm more supportive of trees than I am of most people. Don't get me wrong, not everyone's that bad, but not even good looking people are trustworthy unless they legitimately have a personality to match when you begin to learn who they really are." Dazia responded. "An older sister of mine, Haimi, who I recently learned is also in this game... I've heard a few people remark that she looked cute, but I know the real her. She's envious, and batshit crazy, too."

That was more than enough, wasn't it?

Dazia kept her hood on, her weapon at the ready, and her guard up. There was no way she was going to let anyone try to get the jump on her. To Dazia's surprise, a small frog hopped out of a hole in the wall. It must have been poisonous if it could survive in a floor like this. Dazia thrust her blade downward on it, and it shattered. Just an endemic life entity, nothing more. Soon, Dazia heard a voice at last.

"So, you must be this 'Dazia' I've heard so much about..." 

Dazia readied her weapon and looked towards the possible source of the voice. Out from the shadows came a hooded player, probably female. "Who are you?" Dazia demanded.

"Hold on now...I think I might know you..." The player remarked. Dazia was somewhat confused.

"You're Violet, aren't you?" The player asked. She then took off her hood.

"Long time, no see, eh?" The familiar woman remarked.

"Haimi..." Dazia growled. "Enough games you little shit, what do you want this time? I'm still sick of the constant hell you give me over something stupid, I wasn't even interested in what you wanted."

Dazia's sibling laughed. "Such big talk...even though you're who happens to be the little sister, you've gotten the roles reversed!"

It took so much for Dazia to keep herself from activating her sword art. "Just shut up and tell me what the hell you want so we can get this over with and behind us." She snapped. The woman seemed to be thinking it over. "So...you wanna end this? You wanna...get some resolution to our long, long struggle against one another? Hmm, that sounds nice...in theory...but if you really want to..." Her eyes then lit up all of a sudden.

She'd gotten an idea...an awful idea! Haimi Grace had gotten a wonderful, awful idea! A sinister smile crept on her face, then she spoke again. "You know what, I think I've got something... So, you know how there's been rumors of monster overpopulation going about? Maybe we can fix that." She claimed. "Yeah, let's cut the monsters down to size, kill them all! Tear them all apart, shatter them into shards, disintegrating like dust in the wind!" She explained with glee. "It can be a bit of a competition, if you want! It'll be good training for us both! Come on, I know you want to do it! Let's do it!" 

Dazia simply watched as her sister explained this idea of hers. The woman laughed as she pulled her hood back over her head. "Ahahahahaha, what a wonderful idea!" She said as she practically leapt back into the shadows. "...."

Dazia had nothing to say...but she just might actually do it.

Dazia's eyes darted around the room, there did not seem to be anyone in sight. She readied her weapon, just in case, and moved on to the next room.

Dazia looked around again, there seemed to be nothing but shadows. A creature suddenly emerged from one door, and Dazia struck it down. A weaker monster. Pitiful thing was no match. Who she was really looking for, however, was not in sight. Her eyes darted across the room, mainly towards the darker areas with less glowing mushrooms around. "I know you're here!" Dazia called out to seemingly nothing. "Show yourself!" There came no response, but the lack of monster activity kept Dazia alert, due to the fact that there was supposed to be a surplus of activity.

Someone was there, all right, but their silent movements kept Dazia guessing. A smile crept upon their lips as they observed Dazia and her actions. Was now the time to act, or was it later? Was this who they thought she was, or was it somebody else?

ID# 200632 LD: 14(could not find stealthed target)

Dazia was hoping that Vigilon would see with the perspective of "better safe than sorry", but it would seem that he found there was nothing but uncertainty all around, as he declared that both he and Dazia were pretty much lost.

"Well, I'm going back, one way or another...even if there's a little detour." Dazia decided. Soon after the two players entered the structure, the path split in two. Dazia took the left path, completely ignoring Vigilon.

It was awfully quiet, as opposed to the usual activity, which would have been more active thanks to the Overpopulation that was occurring...and that meant...

"Someone's here." Dazia thought aloud. How else would there be a lack of monsters in the current area?

The room Dazia entered wasn't that big, but it would seem there would have been something there if Dazia was there first. Her eyes darted around the room, but there was no one in sight. Either they'd left the room, or were hiding in a dark corner...well, that's probably the case, since that's what Dazia would do if she learned she might be followed.

She just needed to keep her eyes open.

ID# 200340 LD: 6(found no one)

Crozeph started talking about how the grove had "one hell of a Trojan War going on", which may have been tied to some sort of quest. Exactly what would be bringing war to a supposedly sacred grove like this one? ...Unless it was against monsters, of course? Dazia knew what one of her sisters had claimed... Although she did not see very much evidence of it just yet, there may be some excess monster activity she might need to cut down...there was always a number, always a drive, always a motivation for everything. Dazia had her weapon, and she was personally in the mood to kill.

Dazia pulled her head out of her currently dangerous train of thought when Crozeph asked her a question. She slowed down and turned her head around to look at him, her expression showing slight confusion. Ever heard of venting? Taking out frustration on enemies? Surely, stabbing something or someone you hated would have a good result, right? "Is it not obvious to you?" Dazia asked in response. The true calming feeling might come at the end, the fighting is just a good way to let it all out, isn't it?

"Clearly we'd be expected to go left, so maybe right is the better choice..." Dazia thought before the cavernous wall in front of the players crumbled before their eyes. Vigilon then decided to go to the place that was revealed by the wall's collapse. "I don't think that's the best idea, are you sure you want to go in there? We just recovered from a fall, and you think we can just make an extra stop over to whatever that is? We don't even know what's in there." Dazia asked. Sure, the two players had teleport crystals, but for this to become an option so coincidentally just didn't seem right. It was too sudden and it happened with such timing, it couldn't possibly be a coincidence...or, at least, that was how Dazia saw the scenario.

It was still an option, just not the best option.

So if they were going, it better damn well be worth it.

It was him. The other idiot. With his face stuffed like a chipmunk.

Good grief...but at least it wasn't Vigilon, who was the cause of her current mood. So, she'd see if she could tolerate this player's presence. "Do you have a tendency to stumble upon people when they're not having the best of times?" She remarked. "You know what, don't answer that, I don't have time for it." She suddenly decided, her hand out to signal stop. "I just need a place to calm down...or something to do, preferably combat-focused, whichever reasonable opportunity presents itself first." She added. "Maybe the center of the grove might have something..." She said, speaking her thoughts, despite practically muttering them. "I won't stop you from following me, but I won't guarantee that tagging along will be worth it." She would say to Crozeph before she started walking again. So far, she was feeling pretty tolerant...but it was time for her to hope that tolerance lasts if the player was actually gonna follow her.

@Crozeph

Dazia rolled her eyes and failed to keep herself from groaning upon hearing Vigilon thinking out loud about exactly where the players were, and she pulled up her map. "Here, dumbass." She said as she pointed to the players' location, marked on the map. "Did you seriously forget that we have maps?" She asked.

If it wasn't clear already, she was still irritated, and conversation would be a bad idea at this moment. She needed to fight something soon, but she would need to wait until her HP finished regenerating. At least she had the Survival Skill to speed that up...but she really needed the Disguise skill, not to mention something else she'd been needing...she couldn't let herself become weak in any way, lest she find herself meeting her end in this world of Aincrad.

But knowing she survived this, that one little fall wasn't able to stop her, she was ready to keep moving.

"...It looks like my HP is full again. If yours is too, we should get moving. Heading into the chamber to the south might be the best choice." Dazia noted.

Dazia wasn't hoping the day would go like this at all.

Monster populations had increased drastically, and there didn't seem to be much of an explanation...the fact that Floor 10 was rumored to have not changed much for the season did grab enough intrigue to prompt an investigation...and so far, it was going very poorly.

Falling down with an idiot cousin. Not how she pictured a potential death. Thankfully for her, she managed to survive the fall, so it might not have been that bad of a fall...or maybe there was something that broke her fall. Whatever it was, the result was there. She'd fallen and survived, but the damage was present regardless. Vigilon began to ask if Dazia was alright, but she wasn't in the mood for any nudging to see if she was alive. She was right there, so she wasn't dead, did he really need to nudge her to see if she was alright? "Back..." Dazia muttered. "Vigilon..."

If Vigilon didn't get it and kept trying to "help", or if he asked what she was trying to say, she'd say it directly...now that she was conscious enough to do so. "Back off before I punch you."

Dazia got up, and brushed herself off. "So, what's your next move? I'm about ready to just leave you here, but maybe I should give you the benefit of the doubt, you've only done one of three stupid things at the moment."

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Why did Vigilon have to be such an idiot? Why was that dumbass even her cousin? Why was her cousin dating her sworn enemy, who would stop at nothing to kill her?

Just...why???

Dazia needed some time to herself, or even to just vent. She needed to fight something. She remembered very clearly what happened not too long ago, involving her and Vigilon in the cavernous depths of floor 10. She accessed her inventory and pulled out that strange Item she'd found and taken during the incident, a mysterious phial with a red substance within. What was the reason for its existence, and why the vague description on it? The item's name did nothing well to help her understand, either... <<Red Essence>>, it seemed to be called. With a sigh, Dazia shoved the item back into her inventory. Maybe the Grove of Baobab would have some answers...or at least a more serene environment Dazia could use to "calm down"...until her next imminent fight, of course.

Being found by someone she knew wasn't what she wanted right now...but chances were, it might end up happening anyway, whether she liked it or not. She stopped in her tracks, not looking behind her. "...I swear, if you followed me all the way here..." Dazia began. "I'll-" Her expression changed as she turned around to see someone other than Vigilon. "...Oh...it's you."

@Crozeph

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The assassin made a bit of a display while disguised as Valna, as she threatened Dazia. So now another player had it out for Dazia. What else was new?

Krysta then...pieced together exactly what the "issues with most people" meant in Dazia's case. Great, now there was this to deal with, too.

Valna's expression uttered out what her lips couldn't. "SOS".

Dazia took a deep breath, but in the end it failed her. "...So that's what you think, is it?" Dazia responded, her eyes meeting Krysta's. What happened then would be one pair of burning eyes looking towards another. One burned with vengeance, the other burned with hatred. It was clear that everyone was now watching what these two were doing. "Humanity...is despicable." Dazia began. "Hope, true hope, is a rare sight, and a world like this can force the hands of many."

Dazia had her left hand gripping the hilt of her weapon, ready to draw it out the moment someone dared to make any hostile moves. Her enemies were clearly experienced, and Krysta's moderator could track her judging from the fact that he was able to pinpoint her location. If his words were genuine, he wouldn't be too much of a threat unless Dazia was to fight him, which she did not intend to do. The assassin was never seen without a disguise as of the moment, and was a definite threat regardless of what happened. The threat, the stealth, all of it, proved to be something to be cautious about. Dazia had fought Krysta before, they were often on par with each other, though there were times when Krysta had the advantage. Dazia kept her defensive stance, ready to strike back if anyone attacked. This was a safe zone, and no real damage could be dealt here. She wasn't going to start a fight...but she would be ready for it if it came. 

Valna had to do something fast, this was all going downhill faster than anticipated. All eyes were on Dazia, and if she spoke the last of her opinion, there would be hell to pay. She quickly accessed her inventory and pulled out a corridor crystal. Hopefully no one was watching her, as that would give her enough time to diffuse the situation before it got any worse. "Taft."

Dazia's expression changed as she heard Valna speak. "Wha-"

"We'll be having none of that, now!" Valna said as she suddenly lifted Dazia up, then threw her into the corridor crystal's portal. "Bye, now~!" Valna said to the other players, then ran into the portal before it closed.

Valna sighed, now that the two were even safer than before, though they didn't have much time, as far as she knew. "Whew, that was a close one... Violet, I know you've got that little problem, but you can't just speak out such a dangerous opinion! There were two others there, they were practically experts, as far as I can tell!" She scolded. "If it was just her and you, it would be your word against hers, plain and simple. But now look what you almost got yourself into!" Valna took a deep breath. "Just...I'm trying to help you, sis, but the more you self-sabotage, the less I'll be able to. Now go, teleport somewhere else before they follow us."

Reluctantly, Dazia nodded her head in agreement. "You're definitely right on that last bit, Hiraani. I had plans to get to, anyway. Now that I know what I'm up against, I'll also need to add skills and mods that might get me off the enemy's 'radar', and keep that damn assassin off my trail, too..."

The enemy had stopped playing around, it was time to lay low, gather skills, gather leveles and strength, so that she would be ready for her enemies' assault, should they seek her out...

Two Krystas...wonderful, that's just what Dazia needed right now.

Oh, and the captive was tossed a teleport crystal, too, so that leverage was gone. Should have bound his hands instead of his wrists.

Valna looked to the real Krysta, who seemed a bit taken aback by what she wore. Krysta asked why Valna wasn't freezing right now, and she was happy to oblige with the answer. "Survival Skill. Good for more than just regenerating HP faster." She replied with a wink. Dazia facepalmed over this. "Let's just get to why we're here already."

Krysta would then take note how both players cannot settle the issue with combat and still stay green, and...huh, she was actually on board with this whole thing? That's new. Of course, Dazia was reassured that this was indeed the real Krysta when she started with the beginning, how it all started, glaring at Dazia with suspicion. "Ah, there's the vengeful Princess I remember."

Now came the hard part. Honesty that was actually taken as it was. "We went out to hunt monsters. Simple, right? Well, it wasn't. For no reason, from what I know, he challenged me to a duel, a full loss duel. Neither of us knew how to back out of such combat at the time. So we fought. As quick as I was, he was more resilient than I expected. But by the time we both wanted to stop the duel, we didn't know any method but to keep fighting, we didn't even pay attention to the damn timer because we were so focused on the battle, both of us intent on living to see the next day." Dazia explained.

"He almost had a chance to win against me, actually...but he stood there and dared me to 'treat him as I would humanity'. I took it as a trap, and finished him off. There was foolishness on both sides. I won a battle of blood and survival, and he died a fool...it could have gone the other way, but here we are." Dazia finished. "Dazia here kinda has issues with...most people, so feel free to take her words with some salt." Valna suggested, worried that the way Dazia had put it in the end would provoke hostility. "Could you not?" Dazia thought.

The captive seemed to be in more of a neutral standpoint in all this, probably because, as he'd said, no matter what happens from here, he'll be free. It was true, so Dazia would need to make his freedom count for something. The spy also made a good point, if the assassin was still around, they could have used stealth and overheard each answer to use against Dazia. Although the chances of the secret Dazia spoke being heard by more than just Valna alone were slim, it was definitely a risk that had been taken. "Don't worry, I still have more where that came from." Valna reassured. "I can only hope Yinangi's okay, though. We don't know what could be going on..." Dazia noted.

Yinangi wasn't expecting Dazia to follow her into Florenthia, saying they need to get Valna out of the fourth floor. Yinangi didn't know what to think at this moment. "...I..." She did care about her friends, but since she teleported in front of one Dazia, said Dazia could have followed her, under the guise of the one who warned her. She couldn't tell which one was real...

And so she trusted neither. "I can't talk right now, I need some time to myself." She decided.

With that, the girl ran off, hoping to lose Dazia in the settlement. If there was always the lingering question of who was who, and no easy way to get the right answer, she would have to do the hard thing. Hopefully there would be a hiding spot she could take within a building once out of sight.

"She's a smart kid, still in a safe zone, too. I'm sure she'll manage." Valna reassured as the players continued on to the square. "I can only hope..." Dazia thought. Yes, she was smarter than most of the common rabble, but if she fled upon the slightest seed of doubt, what would happen to her if there was another who Freyd hadn't mentioned? For now, she would shake off the thoughts...she needed hope, not fear. After all, it was hope that kept her from going insane. She'd have killed a lot more people otherwise. Finally, the players made it to the square, where Krysta seemed to be waiting. 

"It really shouldn't be this hard to meet and have a simple conversation." Spoke the familiar figure. Dazia shrugged. "Kind of hard to meet up easily when it could easily be an obvious trap. I'd say better safe than sorry, although it's even harder to deal with a situation like this easily when someone tries to sow discord in what could have been a peaceful situation otherwise. By the way, where's that moderator you spoke of? I need to have a word with him, too." She explained. 

The first response came as expected, but the next words to come from Krysta's mouth were...completely unexpected. "Cut the crap." Dazia shot back. "You're clearly lying, there's no way you're over this conflict like that." She was actually trying to keep herself from laughing at this moment. "But on the off chance you did want to get this over with in words instead of blood, I too, came with a peaceful offering. We have your spy, and we'll release him to you peacefully...if you let us go in peace." Might as well play the card while she still could.

Valna looked Krysta up and down. "So, you're Krysta, then? Damn, she wasn't kidding when she said you were like a princess...heh, lovely like one, too. Name's Valna, I don't think we've met." She remarked and introduced. "I know Dazia pretty well, so I guess I could serve as her moderator...assuming this goes well, of course. You say you want peace, but actions speak louder than words. Go ahead, prove your intent, even if you can only speak it." She added.

What the hell was that just now? Dazia could have sworn the snow just moved.

The three players and their captive simply stood there in silence for about a minute or two. Dazia then looked to her allies and captive. Something wasn't right about the expression on Yinangi's face. "Yinangi, what's wrong?" Dazia asked. Yinangi would send a message to Valna, and the reason Dazia could tell was because Valna received a message as soon as Yinangi pressed send. Valna had a confused look on her face. "Yinangi...did...did you hear the details back over in the abandoned building? Kind of why we brought the spy, isn't it?" She asked. Yinangi pulled up her messenger, and sent another message. "What's going on?" Dazia asked. Yinangi pulled out her Teleport Crystal. "If it's you, I hope you'll forgive me for doubting you. Teleport: Florenthia!" After these words, she would disappear, and Valna would recieve Yinangi's message. After reading the message, Valna sighed and said, "Just...we need a reality check real quick. So it's a trap, and the plan is to reverse the trap...but Yinangi claims she heard you say that you, right here, were a copy." 

"What?"  Dazia thought. "That's not possible...the only way for that to happen would be to..."

The Assassin, they were here.

To have sown distrust with a false form, it have been Disguise...Dazia really wanted that skill, and now she was seeing more and more potential use for it...oh, the irony, that it would be used against her.

"Go ahead, ask me questions, I'm ready." Dazia said. "Surely a copy wouldn't know things only the real Dazia would know."

Valna nodded. "I've got many questions, of which only the real Dazia would know the answers to, but I'll stick with three for now, in case the other one shows up again." She remarked. "Mom's favorite bird." Came the first question to answer. "Raven." Dazia answered. "Next up is a tougher one. Over in Ao3, there were four stories written by a seemingly anonymous user going by 'Shadowflight'. Now, which of those four...was your favorite?" Valna asked. Dazia's face reddened. "You have got to be kidding me...you're bringing up THAT? J-just because I actually liked that one doesn't mean you can just bring it up wherever because you damn walked in on me reading it!!" She thought. With a grimace, and some hesitation, Dazia eventually answered with, "...S-....Starry Dreams...", as her face reddened even further.  Valna smiled. "Correct. Ah, Starry Dreams...I actually read it myself, you've got great taste in love stories! ...even if the title was a little cliche...the story itself was anything but, though." She remarked. "For the love of the world, please shut up and ask the next question, would you?" Dazia said, close to pleading as she pulled her hood over her head and practically hid her face in it. "Last Question...for now... Tell me...one of my secrets." Valna requested. Dazia leaned over to Valna, who lowered her head to listen, and Dazia whispered something in Valna's ear. The smirk faded from her face, and she looked almost embarrassed herself. "I was thinking of a completely different secret, but yeah that works. Okay, it's you..."

She slowly began to walk towards the square again. One ally lost to fear, but it was too late to turn back now. "I should probably talk to this Freyd character about his damn assassin..." She thought. He had a lot to answer for, such as trying to make Dazia come alone.

ID# 197034 LD: 9(Failed to spot Setsuna)

Dazia could have sworn she just heard a whisper, one so faint that it was practically inaudible. She stopped in the middle of the snowy path, and asked, "Did any of you just say something?"

Only the silence in the air dared to answer. Dazia slowly began to walk once more, but she was just as wary as she was when she'd arrived. Her gaze darted around the settlement, looking left and right for any signs of danger. This may have been a safe zone, but players could still be grabbed and potentially restrained, for whatever hostile purpose a possible assailant had in mind. She knew her goal, of course. Negotiate release, exchange her allies' captive for her freedom, escape. The plan in mind was simple, but her enemies would just need to be cooperative for this to work.

Dazia's right hand was in her pocket, ready to draw out the teleport crystal if things went poorly. Yinangi had a similar idea, placing one hand in her pocket, while her other hand held onto the spy. Valna also kept a hand on the spy as Yinangi did, as to make sure he didn't try to flee, but there was no pocket on her outfit that could hold and conceal a teleport crystal. While she did like this "armor" very much, Valna considered having a talk with her preferred tailor when all this was over...

The Square was now in sight, and Dazia saw a familiar figure in the distance. She did not quicken her pace, but in fact slowed down a little. It was best to approach with caution.

ID# 196823 LD: 7(Failed to spot Setsuna)

The situation was simple. Dazia was being forced into enemy hands, and their spy was captured by Valna and Yinangi...maybe there was a way to convince the enemy to let her go.

Dazia pulled up her messenger.

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To: Valna

Hiraani, the enemy has me cornered, forcing me to return to the safe zone if I don't want to be hunted by their own assassin. But they are clearly waiting for me in the safe zone, it's an obvious trap. I'd like for you and Yinangi to come with me, and bring the spy. Hopefully we can exchange his freedom for ours.

Be sure that you both have teleport crystals if this counter-plan goes poorly.

-Dazia

Even if it was still a trap in the end, The spy would still be bound, so numbers meant nothing if freedom had to come with forceful escape, as the actual numbers would be pretty even.

The casual smirk faded from Valna's expression as she read the message. "Damn, looks like this 'Princess' found some experts, rather than idiots, to help her out this time around." She remarked. She went back inside the room, where Yinangi was still watching the spy. "Hey, Yinangi, we've got a problem..."

Dazia would receive a message from Valna, revealing where they were keeping the spy. That would be her first stop. When she arrived, both allies were prepared, as each of the two players had a hand on the spy, so that he wouldn't try to flee. "The situation is simple in our case. I give you your freedom, as long as your allies consent to mine. If they're more reasonable than they are stubborn, we'll both be able to go on with our lives...but don't even think about making it worse for us both, we know someone who can track you down." Dazia explained to the spy. His hands were bound, and his legs were only lightly restrained, so that he could walk, but not run. With that, it was time to make for the settlement. After all, neither Princess, nor this Freyd character, had specified for Dazia to come alone...

The Town of Snowfrost was eerily quiet. This was definitely a trap. "Be on guard." Dazia whispered to Valna and Yinangi. "We don't know who may be watching." All this needed now was for there to be no disruptions...

Dazia received a message from Krysta. The spoken words, even if directing her to the typical safe zone, were more than suspicious. "It's a trap..." She thought, before completely dismissing the message. She then received another message...from a player named Freyd. 

How...how did he...how the hell did he know she knew they were coming??

"This is it." Dazia decided. "I've come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than F**k." For some reason, she was outmatched. Her nemesis was luring her to an obvious trap, and the "mediator" had a killer of their own on reserve to hunt Dazia down if she did not head for the obvious trap. Were the Starglades an unguarded Safe Zone, or just a monster-free environment? Dazia wasn't in the mood to test that theory...unless...was their killer one of those types whose sworn to remain green? There was hope, though there wasn't much of it. She'd need to respond in some way in order to keep the enemy's assassin at bay.

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To: Freyd

Funny how you claim to be of a neutral party, yet have someone on reserve to hunt down and kill a green player for refusing to go to an obvious trap, safe zone or no. I might consider heading over, but don't get your hopes up. Expect me in about an hour and ten minutes at the latest in case I decide to show up, I might need some time to think about this tight position you've placed me in.

-Dazia

She sent the message, though at this rate she was likely to have no choice but to head for the obvious trap...maybe if she could...wait, there was an idea...

Meanwhile, Yinangi wasn't too pleased with the spy's remark. "Why do I even bother..." This was starting to tire the girl. "I'm just gonna stop talking if all we're gonna do is say the same thing over and over, we're wasting our breath at this point." Sure, she'd still keep watch over the prisoner, but she had yet to learn of Dazia's idea...

Dazia soon reached the Starglades. Now all she needed to do was find a suitable hiding place and lay low. there was no shortage of patches of white around the wintry terrain, but were there enough branches or shadows to provide enough natural camouflage for her in this moonlit night? Dazia searched around, but didn't find much. It just had to be a full moon out tonight, and that always meant one thing for all nocturnal creatures reliant on darkness: Cover was sparse. For players seeking to hide, the situation would be no different for them. "Damn,"  Dazia thought. "Couldn't this night have been with a new moon?"

She wasn't about to give up on finding a hiding spot, though...she wasn't nearly close to that point. She was going to avoid the seemingly inevitable chase however way possible. She wasn't going to be found by Princess and attacked. Not tonight at least, that's for sure.

Meanwhile, Valna waited outside the door from where Krysta's informant was being kept. She didn't see anyone nearby, but the town wasn't too far from there either. Hey, as long as there wasn't anyone making a home or shop in this seemingly abandoned building, it was free to be used for any other practical use...so long as it was emptied before any snitches could get a good look. She decided to keep watch, she didn't know if anyone would try to stop by.

Yinangi heard the spy's question. "Another player." She answered. "She assumed I was up to no good, but there was no solid evidence to back it up. She planned on dueling me to the death, but then Dazia stepped in and took my place. I don't know if I would be standing here today if it wasn't for her." Yinangi's life had been saved by Dazia's actions, despite the lethality. Therefore she would do what little she could to preserve Dazia's lifespan.

Name: Soaring Shadow
Your Profession: Artisan
Your Rank: 2
Roll ID: 194262
Roll Result: 12
Item Type: Trinket
Tier: 1
Quality: Perfect
Enhancements: Accuracy(2), Evasion
Description: A trinket shaped like a raven in flight. Silver makes up the back of it, but also outlines the edges of its defining piece, an onyx. Like the trinket itself, the onyx is shaped like a raven taking flight.
Post Link: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19936-f11-rank-2-artisan-ombre-di-cristallo-pk-accessible-closed/?do=findComment&comment=641489

Name: Lesser Lucky Ring
Your Profession: Artisan
Your Rank: 2
Roll ID: 194263
Roll Result: 9
Item Type: Trinket
Tier: 1
Quality: Uncommon
Enhancements: Loot Die
Description: A simple Gold Ring. Can potentially add a little luck for it's wearer, but it's a simple ring otherwise.
Post Link: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19936-f11-rank-2-artisan-ombre-di-cristallo-pk-accessible-closed/?do=findComment&comment=641489

Crafting Results:

ID# 194261 CD: 6, LD: 20(Material Salvaged)

ID# 194262 CD: 12(Success, crafted Perfect T1 Trinket)

ID# 194263 CD: 9(Success, crafted Uncommon T1 Trinket)

Materials Consumed: 2

Crafting EXP Earned: 13

Crafting Results:

ID# 193466 CD: 3(Failed)

ID# 193467 CD: 1

ID# 193468 CD: 8, LD: 2(Salvage failed)

Materials Consumed: 3

Crafting EXP Earned: 4

Allies and Enemies

Story thus Far

Roleplay Log

[Alignment System Removed.]

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Reason for Re-evaluation: Used <<Essence of Steel>>
Link to essence thread: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/20736-pp-f4-getting-back-what-was-earned/

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