Illia

After healing Illia began to glance back up toward Zandra, her eyes tearing up a she couldn't deal with this and just wanted to return to the safe zone before anything worse happened. The red hair would be flying back past her face as she apologized, "I-I'm sorry I promise to find help!" She shouted, the woman sprinting away from the fight in a hurry as she would make her way far from the battlefield now panting and shaking her head. "Please s-stay alive so I don't have to see your name up on the monument. She would admit this knowing far to well that she wasn't going to be any of use this only made her feel more worthless upon the sudden recollection as she would look around the city. She wandered up to a woman, her large cross shield upon her back as she begged, "P-please you have to go out toward the woods their are two pker's out their and the woman w-who saved me she needs h-help!" The tears streaked down her face, "T-they are just s-south of the village." She mewled softly only to see the pink haired girl sprint off in that direction.

Illia gasped, the small redhead girl was now run through with a sword straight through her stomach. Eyes widening as she began to focus more upon the damage that had been done. Each passing second her health bar continued to catch up with inflicted attack. A normal wound in the real world like that would have left behind a stain of blood most likely forcing her to cough up some but in here a few pixels would begin to flake up into the air. Her tearful eyes staring back toward her attacker. The Red head's gaze was now brought up by the angry man as he left the katana sheathed through a tree and her gut. He would happily take a peak of her catch as he began to contemplate the uses of the weak player.  "What have we here, perhaps another maid or servant for the guild I might say." His tongue would flick like that of a serpent against her ear. She turned slightly to escape only to cringe and watch as she felt felt herself still skewered to the tree with no pain though her eyes would make note as it fell to a small sliver if he had intended it her life would be over with a simple swing.

The red cursor over his name cause Illia to curse her own bad luck upon simply foraging missions it seemed even here in the snowy tundra she wasn't safe. "Y-you-" She grimaced before now stopping in her track as the bladed slid up leaving her with no less then three health left before pulling it out and leaning against his sheathed sword even a punch was enough to send her into the oblivion of death in this game.

"Now, now, no reason to get rude with you language dear we found out that you stopped hanging with that guy you use to run with, so we have a proposition. Die or come work for us using those skills of yours for absolutely zero pay."

@Zandra

I'm here for my rudolph. ^^

Free stuff would be helpful merry christmas.

The forest was gorgeous, though the white haired jerk seemed to keep ruining the scenery for her as she grumbled. It seemed like every other gamer you met acted just like him strong and egocentric even when others worked harder. First Macradon now this Frost character.

The fiery red-head puffed up her cheeks, the attitude of the second male companion was quite infuriating everything he said seemed to be a jab in her direction. She simply scoffed and now patted the young kid along the back giving him the encouragement to go off a little ways ahead of them to search for his own materials. "You know you don't have to be such a ... such a ..." she mumbled over a few unkind words, the kid still in hearing distance as she instead began to mouth the word, douche bag. It seemed a bit childish to try and hide such unkind words, particularly since most kids in this day an age grew up with such harsh vocabulary in the public school districts. "Just put up with our company a bit longer, I know you hate me but this mission for him is a big deal unlike yourself besides someone as low as you obviously has no skill else you would be out there on the front line by now fighting for the rest of us. You probably can't even take me in a duel and I'm not even that good."

@Frost

Illia now frowned hearing the comment about seven dwarves as it didn't even make sense, he was the only one around here that even remotely resembled Snow White. The boy however moved forward nodding as he joined Frost seeing the elderly brother vibe from him as he laughed. His own sword being unsheathed as he pointed it toward the sky. "I'm also going to defeat all the bosses so we can break free and into the real world. I just hope that they allow us to come back to this world it would be fun to see again. Without the death problem that is, if it really is permanent after all we don't really know."

The red head grumbled before now leaning back against the tree, she would let those two boys be boys she herself keeping an eye out around their surroundings. Among the forest there were the immovable objects trees and bushels that one could use for hiding. Her eyes wouldn't really hone in on the idea of resources as she imagined he was the type who preferred to gather things alone.

"So what's your story, Snow White hair? Why did you join this game were you told that it would be fun by friends or you happily leaped into the breech by yourself?"

@Frost

Illia glanced back, a young boy with his starting sword peeked out with his weapon raised with uncertainty even after the reassurance of the girl he followed. A motherly offer of her hand stretched out for Chichio as she now glanced back toward the man she had the displeasure of meeting. It wasn't entirely his fault, she had been found in a rather awkward position. The kid now clasped onto her hand, sword sheathed once more as she stared out from behind her.

"It's fine, he wouldn't harm anyone. He's to afraid of other players setting up traps to kill him, isn't that right."

A remark from their previous meeting as she now sighed hoping to change the tension between them. Illia nodded toward Frost's comment of adventuring into the forest. The tone in her voice disappearing as she tried to lay back.

"Yeah, Chichio here wanted to gather some materials. He wants to start his own business I think so he can help support the other kids. Don't worry I will try and keep out of your hair, we don't want to intrude on your mission."

Chichio nodded agreeing with this as he planned to become a strong fighter one day if this game still.

@Frost

Illia's downcast gaze focused in upon her fingers, they began to tap gently dancing across the wood of the furniture till the waitress came back first offering the glass that the blonde had ordered. The other one appearing to be a lemonade, as she sighed she began to make her way over it was seemed only natural to make her job easier. Illia gently strolled up catching the waitress's hand as she turned about hoping to prevent another incident. As she shifted now holding her own glass which she steadied upon the serving plate.

"I will just take that, also if you want just bring my meal over here that way you don't have to go stumbling back and forth. It ought to make your life a whole lot simpler since you only have to serve one fewer tables."

As she stepped over to the empty seat she would give Pinball a rather simple glance, she didn't much care about the way his eyes were lingering upon her head. Her red hair did stand out and she often felt it was the only thing they took note of. A sigh and hit of glass upon wood would try and wake him up.

"Did your mother ever tell you it's not polite to stair at girls, especially in a game like this. It's a pleasure to meet you both my name is Illia and I suppose I will enjoy the solemn company of you two. I must admit you two both are a site for sore eyes if I have ever seen them. Drink and have a party if you are that gloomy."

@Pinball@Kasier

Illia knelt down, gently patting the child on the head with a smile as she offered her hand to the flustered boy. A gentle sway of her arm sent the two clasped hands into a rhythmic swing now glancing forward one hand still upon her rapier. A squeeze to her hand though caught her attention, now cast down toward the child as she giggled. A question pushing forward in her mind as she asked him. A calm collected voice asked, "My name is Illia what's yours?"

The rosy cheeks of the child looked down still embarrassed that he was being lead on his way to collect materials with a girl that was older then himself no less. He gulped before whispering out, "Chichio is my name. Thanks again for joining me, I still haven't actually gone into these woods all the other kids said it was to dangerous."

A gentle squeeze of the boys hand would reassure him, as she nodded slowly keeping her pace to stroll as the boy's pace was shortened thanks to the difference in height. As they strolled through across the plains and in through the thicket just before the woods she winced at the  sound of someone. She quickly lifted up Chichio and laid him down at the base of a tree near some brush.

"Shh stay here I'm going to check what or who is out there can you remain quiet for me?"

A gay smile now spread over her lips as she planted a gentle kiss upon his head as if not worried that they could have been followed by ill-tempered players. In a flash she left his side the young one now glancing out from around the tree to watch the scene. She ducked behind some brush to catch a glimpse. After recognition of the whit hair she winced, crap now he really will think I'm stalking him or plotting his death.

Illia sheathed her weapon and raised her hands as she spoke out. Her red hair still made her stand out in the woods like a plump strawberry.

"Didn't really expect to run into you again, it's safe Chichio you can come out now."

Illia's perch was steady, reclined back against the stable trunk of the tree she would sit a few sniffles being the only thing heard if they were directly beneath. Like a parrot caged, she would sit this game locking her into a strange world she no care of remaining in. Across her cheeks a few dry streams where her tears had glided across her pale white flesh all the way to the roots of the tree. A memory back to two players, Hakai and Macradon had chastised her for thinking to highly of herself where she had first planned her solo run. Only a few days after she regretted it, searching for others and slowly realizing that denial was the only path. Time wasted supporting those who were depressed didn't serve any purpose now as she thought of the long climb to the front line.

"Stupid girl, thinking that you could band together with anyone. This is what video games are right, long solo adventures desperate and in search of a place to belong."

A pause would separate her thoughts before giving a silent scoff at her own ideals.

"Pathetic."

Her eyes closed shut, now relaxing after all of her own spout of self-loathing. This wouldn't do, it was simple change your state of mind and you could change that image which the world saw. A clenched fist slammed into the trunk the momentum forcing her off the branch which she fell form, her feet crushing the vegetation beneath her soles. It was time for her first real engagement, the fiery girl now stepped through the forest pushing on toward fields where there were numerous boar spawners. The silvery rapier being unsheathed now.

It was just a few minute when she took toward the fields that she saw a player, he was a young child simply practicing sword swings no older then nine. As he swung about she let out a soft giggle now raising her rapier up to parry a wild swing that was launched behind him.

"Gahh!"

The boy tumbled backwards and fell onto her rump now grimacing, his childish feature now lighting up red from the sight of the girl who had parried the strike.

"You know if you do that to often you might end up with an orange cursor. I suggest you practice in simple duels so you don't get into any trouble."

Illia offered a gentle pat to the head just before gripping his arm and helping him up to get a rather fluttered apology.

"Y-yes ma'am sorry about that. I was umm wondering would you like to help me search for materials in the woods? I'm trying to purchase my own house for my friends and I was hoping to make a living selling crafting materials."

Illia nodded happily obliging the young one. "Of course."

@Frost

Illia cringed it seemed her approach was overly flawed, to a point that she had completely warded off the man who she was attempting to recruit. Even in her pure honesty of regret he chastised her as if she was just a cat who had just scratched up the carpet. Annoyance now bubbled inside her gut as she decided it wasn't fair that he was to speak his mind without a single rebut to her own integrity.

"I'm not going to stand there as you accuse me of being some sweet little trap for murders! I'm not so low as to stoop to such a low form of living, I hate those who treat life like it is meant to be simply washed away. The first vow that I made as a doctor was do no harm, er ... it will be if I ever manage to finish my medical degree that is. Frankly that all is a dream now considering this is our life. So before you go accusing me of being a part of them. Good day!"

She then reeled back putting her hands on her lips realizing she just gave some truths about herself in a game, she didn't enjoy telling people that part of her life. After that she turned tail and sprinted off toward the direction of the woods attempting to calm herself. Having trained more then the snow white male before her she would have put a fair amount of distance between them. Climbing up a tree after making sure they were out of range as he had requested.

"S-stupid stupid idiot. You can't trust anyone in this game, don't let your barriers down."

@Frost

She hung her head, embarrassment plastered over her red cheeks as she now began to bow apologetically with a response.

"I'm so sorry again for acting like some creepy stalker, I just have been keeping an eye out for other weak players in hopes of locating a few people to journey fourth with. I guess I shouldn't be quite so roundabout with my introductions. Thus far though I have met two players upon this mission, I must admit I can't wait to continue onto the rest. If you would be so kind perhaps we can both continue down this road together?"

Illia now rocked back and forth on her heels after leaning back to an upright position, her red hair whipped back and out form her face as she kept her gaze away from his. The rather adorable white hair upon his expression was quite handsome. She herself wondered if it was dye that he had purchased, not knowing many people who weren't albino's at that age. Attempting to remain partially formal after her debacle, she replied.

"It's a pleasure, sir Frost."

@Frost

Illia glanced over, she noted the woman who had entered now moved toward the window seat and after was a man who stepped through her eyes staring rather lazily away now as she saw the waiter. A slight raise of her hand flagged him down as she asked for her own menu. Studiously, Illia began to glance over the world now opening her eyes at the options. There were plenty of delicious meals that gave her ideas, she still hadn't opened up her own restaurant since her mission. A hand reached out gently guiding her eyes down the menu as it came to a halt upon a seafood dish. Lobster with fries and a Caesar salad. She then began to speak up.

"Excuse me, I would like to have the Lobster. For the dressing I would like something that is Italian. After all, I must try new things while I'm still here."

The shattering of a dish being dropped upon the ground caused a slight jump in her seat, a hand rested upon her rapier as she made note. A shallow sigh escaping her lips, as she was still a bit jumpy with her new start. She planned on escaping the safety of town and yet here she was from a simple glass being dropped. It did remind her though as the waiter prepared to walk away.

"May I have a lemonade as well to drink."

@Pinball@Kasier

The hunched girl now rolled partially against the fence, her back partially propping it up now as she had knocked it partially loose. The second latching of the door went unnoticed as she suddenly jumped from the startling catch. It appeared that her concealment was all for not, she gulped and pushed up no holding up flailing hands. The embarrassment of being seen before her own reveal was quite startling, her cheeks beginning to mix another shade of pink into her color scheme. Down trodden her gaze now focused upon the shoes for a while, hoping it wasn't the same man she had once known. Slowly wandering up her form she began to notice subtle differences till she finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Sorry there, I just saw you walk in and thought that maybe you were someone I knew."

As she stood there her hand nervously slid up and gripped her arm attempting to gently pinch against her shirt. Glancing above his head she would notice his name, only seconds before asking.

"Sorry. I'm Illia and I was sorta spying on you ..."

Aincrad was clad with strife, panic and fear lodging in the hearts of the brave and strong since the very beginning, but now a new day would come. Illia had traveled a few times through these streets, the merchants and performers each working there trade or swindling their fellow neighbor. It was an odd mechanic though stealing seemed to sentence a minor warning, similar to that of the killers in the realm though she hadn't seen any thieves. Perhaps they had all learned there lessons, her only regret being her inexperience to carry out those sentences herself. At this instant she would instead search for more herbs and edibles that could be served up. Illia's own shop still nonexistent thanks to the great abundance of taverns and bars that have opened up about the town of beginning.

A gentle hum in heart would peruse the town as she strolled about the floor, that red flowing lock parting from the breeze to reveal those emeralds that loomed out from behind her bangs. It was another search, a search for none other then inexperienced players hoping to seek their own fame and fortune on the front lines. The Alchemist Zakariah was always a good start, plenty of low level players would start here do to the safety of the quest. A gay skip to her step as she finally arrived. Before the door was a young man, with glimmering white hair. She continued to examine till her heart skipped a beat. A faint blush of recognition, perhaps it was the same guy who she had once enjoyed company with in high school.

"Is that?"

The red-head winced now peeping like some crazy stalker, her form gently hiding behind the fence crouched over like a dog.

"There is no way it's him."

Lost in thought she then lost track as the door shut causing her to remember, what a bother having to wait and spy to make sure. After all it would have been awkward if he wasn't Arthur and his face was an obvious give away. Instead, she would sit and think a pass time that lasted many hours of this opening of the death game. Illia's rear hung out the other side of the fence now mostly concealed if it weren't for that rump of hers. Her train of thought once again leaving her down a strange road of memories.

Once she had met Arthur in the auditorium in her old highschool where they shared there first kiss. A dreamy eyed expression now taken hold.

@Frost

A gentle smile approved of her ability, this mission was going quite well considering her last attempt, even if it was only a quest for one of them. Her hand tapped at the side of her hip as she hummed considering every option she had once gone through. A few materials had been hidden at the base of trees, other locations completely barren.  It wasn't long before swift would attempt to continue this conversation, Illia simply nodded as she heard the idea of how shocking it was how the community worked together. It wasn't entirely accurate though, there were the few who were willing to make lives in this game setting down despite the restrictions and options given. Another group however, the pker's, didn't care about the well being of other players something that she may not ha ve come across. Illia's voice would interject her thoughts.

"I agree to an extent, though most people wish to break free of this prison there are some who embrace it and the horrific actions they can inflict upon one another. You can't let your guard down for to long else there will be someone who will sideswipe you when you least expect it."

Illia continued along the path frowning as she didn't spot any more materials. Her hands now shifting back behind her back as she teetered back and forth in her gear now thinking.

"Would you like to join on an adventure? This is a game after all we ought to make the most of it while we continue along."

ID:90383 LD: 6

@Swift

Illia blinked, she honestly hadn't thought about guilds let alone groups after the various guilds that had broken off from the former. Guilds was an entire new creature to hurdle, Illia already felt like she had burned one bridge, though there were still four of five she had seen advertised since. Her own emerald eyes continued to scan the area, she hadn't full accepted the context of this quest, was she suppose to find a total of five materials once more. Within the description it had read that those working together had to collect five each. A shrug would interrupt that thought, it didn't matter to much she only regret that she hadn't bought a tier one item that would boost chances to find materials.  Scouring the area, Illia would only hope that her own search was as successful as the first time through, if not more.

Illia then heard her compatriot speak up, her body tilting with a rather stoic posture as she offered a gentle smile and nod. This was her mission after all, they need to find them so might as well do it together. She then pointed out beside Swift, as she found some more wandering toward another clearing as a shimmer showed some more herbs.

"Looks like we are in luck, this shouldn't be to hard for us to complete."

ID: 90338 LD: 17

(2 of 5 Material)

The forest breeze continued to whistle through the leaves and down upon the plains of the first floor. Those emerald eyes continued to focus upon swift, she seemed mature compared to herself a trait she wanted to partially emulate. One foot after the other stepped trampling down the grass which would spring back up after the spawn cycle took place. Her eyes glossed over the emulated pattern of grass till she heard the woman speak up. Her head perked up once again intent to pay attention more closely this time as the plan was made. It seemed like all the newbies enjoyed splitting up, perhaps she ought to take this as a hint. A solo play might just be the end result for her story. A simple nod agreed as she recalled the name, she frowned before now turning about to watch her walk away.

"Oh and I almost forgot, though you can read the names by our health bars I'm Illia. Keep safe."

Her arm reached up behind her head gripping the side as she sighed now returning to that tedious task of material gathering. At least this time there was only one person who needed to complete the quest so half the materials were needed unlike the previous time. This section seemed to be scarce of resources, a glance back would note that Swift had the same difficulty.

ID: 90246 LD: 10
@Swift

Illia sauntered up, her left leg losing balance upon the way just briefly hardly noticeable as she caught herself leaping up to a stand still. Though her own klutzy maneuver was caught mid step she still contained a slight embarrassed blush across her cheeks. A gentle grin spread across her lips, her hand rubbed up against the back of her head anxious as she hadn't found anyone. It turned out fewer and fewer players were her level, beside this one. Ears perked she began to listen intently to the woman as she introduced herself as Swift. It was a catchy name, though she had half expected her to have roughly the same build as herself light armor and a rapier for quick fencing and parrying techniques. The second query though caught her off guard, a discomforted cringe now reversing that eager demeanor. As she stood there she sighed figuring it was best to just explain her intentions.

"I'm not looking for just any player. I'm sure that I could join a guild, though I never really enjoyed the idea of meeting up with a group who would slowly carry me up and through the ranks. After all what's the purpose of joining them if you can't handle yourself in the midst of conflict, and that is why I wish to find my own strength along the road just like the rest assisting myself and partners through the series of quests till we can face off even with them. Besides, I need to dual someone who I have an issue with up there."

The girl now glanced up from the grass which she had been intently staring at as she laughed, trying to break her own awkwardness. After the agreement to assist on this simple floor she would stroll just beside Swift, one hand resting upon her rapier, ever ready and vigilant for monsters.

@Swift

The Town of Beginnings was still her residence of choice, unfortunately it was the only area with low enough players and creatures where she felt safe confronting foes.  The illustrious redhead equipped with perfect tier one gear after her first few investments at the blacksmith, artisan, and tailor. The larger portion of her weeks involved aiding with those mentally frail after this frightening state, others were simply children who had no form of parental guidance yet. It was a fear in her eyes that those children would get lost or indentured into crafting for pker's. It was an experience, beneficial in her eyes hoping that the world would be brought down and all of them would be returned within the first month. It was that point she had decided though, a month passed and still each morning was in this virtual purgatory that left them without simple pleasure that she had adored. Dishes and cooking weren't the same, her own ability to cook without menu's and preheat oven caused some of the more complex options of cooking to be loss on her now. The first quest, after earn a living was completed was the lessons though her previous companion seemed to have disappeared after the first. It would have been useful to continue the story with his assistance, but that was expected the mentality of some players left others in the dust. Illia had talked tough to Macradon a few days earlier, but after a few encounters that were to close for comfort.

After deciding that a group would be of use, she decided that it was best to keep watch over those who were starting from the beginning still. A girl wandered into the Zakariah's Alchemist shop. Weary eyes watched the door, perhaps this woman would be of use on her vendetta against the man who had proclaimed her inability to do anything other then rely upon the frontliners. Illia tapped a finger against her chin for a moment or two contemplating, was it inappropriate to lurk and eavesdrop on fellow players if she wasn't in the room. After a few minutes though she sighed now strolling up only to leap back behind cover, wincing as the girl now trudged forward toward the fields and forests. Illia's fleet of feet kept her softly padding behind the woman till she finally decided to raise her voice.

"Hey! I was just wondering you aren't fully equipped yet or anything right, would like to have some muscle for now to keep an eye on you as you search for materials?"

@Swift

The redhead cringed, the displeasure apparent across her features as she leaned there against the wall attempting to ignore the hustle and bustle of the rest of his customer sliding in and out. If it weren't for the ability and sheer lack of low level catering blacksmith, Illia probably wouldn't have accepted his assistance. As she tried to pay full price though she was blocked, the discount was in affect for lower level players no doubt due to his arrogance. Hatred still burned in her heart as she would keep the extra material's meant for the full price in a state of limbo, a transaction that would never complete.

"Just accept my materials, and thank you for my weapon, next time you see me will be a dual."

A quick blast of air from her lips blew her bangs still annoyed with this blacksmith as she left with her rapier attached sheathed across her hip.

-4 Material

Quest Complete

To Both Taka and Illia 3 SP 200 Col

- 5Tier One Health Potions of Uncommon Quality (+40HP)
- 1 Tier One Damage Potion. (+1 Damage)
-1 Tier One Over-Health Potion (+50 Temp. HP)

Aincrad was at it's most beautiful in the hours before twilight, at least in Illia's own eyes, though she always loved the darkness of the starry sky's back home.  Illia found the cricket's chirp, and the howl's of the wolves that so desperately sought the demise of newbies to be reassuring. Life wasn't meant to be preserved in pristine conditions that offered perfect safety and solitude that is what this town of beginning was for so many. Those lives empty blank slates now as they simply awaited release or death through termination of this process. Eventually funds in the real world would deplete, how long could they keep both body and minds nourished in the real world before losing hope. Illia knew she had lost hope when she was first trapped, her friend offered this as a means of escape for a few hours they didn't know that it would end up as a prison. Illia laughed at the malicious irony of this situation the one who wanted to play this game was trapped now fretting the idea of their own freedom through the imprisonment of their best friend. Who could tell, maybe she was working with other medical practitioners who could change the neurological link without the termination of life. That didn't matter, life was life and this realm was where it was to be lived out. Illia had already equipped herself with the best starting gear she could afford, the only option now was to grow stronger and prove those who thought she was weak and frightened wrong.

An enraged fist would smash in against the ground, Illia was laying against the cobblestone floor of the town as she kept a watchful gaze upon that night sky. The moon's glow reflecting in her lifeless eyes. The gentle closing of a door caused her to sit up, the door of a tavern just closing that could offer food and beverages. Illia cast her eyes up toward the sky one last time before nodding.

"I might as well get myself something to eat."

One swift action would take her from her back to her feet, her arms stretching out behind her back and then resting just against her rear as she strolled forward. Upon arrival of the door she would reach forward and open to a lively group who were dining. Just before her was a blonde who seemed to have similar plans for the ending of a gorgeous night, her own body now attempting to slip past as she walked toward a table that still had a few opening.

@Kasier @Pinball

Illia watched, her emerald eyes gently gazing upon the young one before her who now was instructing her in the correct pronunciation and spelling of his username. A glance to his health bar would show that information as truth, she laughed a hand raised to her lips to try and hold back her amusement at his childish antics as she had acted fairly rigid, as if she was just stone cold. If she had to admit it to herself, the adventure hadn't gone quite as awful as she had perceived it to be even now he had crafted the perfect health potion outshining her own craftsmanship. She raised a finger to her lips and gave a gentle shush. It was clear that Zakariah had another section of his quest as a package for both players would be added to their inventories. The quest updated with a message as the NPC began to speak to the two of them.

"Lyle Tealeaf is a good friend of mine, I have package that needs delivering to him. Would you to young folk please offer me one last request and your rewards will be given out once it arrived. Lyle Tealeaf is on the other side of the Town and while you are there he probably will offer you a new quest. Though I would suggest you rest before continuing your quest young warriors.

Illia nodded, this quest had three other sections that would accompany it though she had contemplated continuing it at a later date as material gathering had bore her to tears. A gentle nod and bow to the old man would be her respects as she began to leave, making a comment as she spoke to Taka. She had decided to only spell out his name from no one oppose to pronouncing it.

"Let us continue on then T-A-K-A."

After her little quirky remark she would start leading the way to the next location occasionally glancing back till they arrived and the quest popped up once again the man was working at the forge. The clash and clanking of the hammer upon smoldering iron rung like a church bell as she coughed and clicked upon the package.

"Your package sir."