Illia

The hide skill tree, it was quite an intriguing perk to have in this game where vision was everything. It probably was an excellent option to invest particularly while her own strength was at an all time low. Her body began to rock back and forth on her heels only to note that Hestia was once again finding materials and sending them her way. It felt a bit greedy to accept all of them, perhaps it was time for her to suggest that any other substances acquire on their adventure should be put to use elsewhere. A notification then shot up on her screen as the mission updated requesting that she return back to the starting city where she could complete it by meeting with another chef.

"I suppose that this quest is just about to come to an end, perhaps if we find any more along the way you can keep them to yourself since I don't really need any more. I believe this quest will drop a reward of material's anyway as a means to get my business off the ground."

Illia would give the forest a look over as she now offered her hand out to Hestia as they would journey back to the Town of Beginnings. The thought of Death Adder still was on her mind however as she began to remember that it wasn't quite the time to be preoccupied. How would events play out, that didn't matter now she could start up her own shop and pay for a new costume to head out toward that Halloween festival.

ID: 89969 LD: 16

Total Tier 1 Material x6

@Hestia

Illia had viewed her notification among her menu systems, a trick or treat party it seemed rather normal for the fact of being stuck in a game. The carrot-top had been mulling over the concept of costumes that could fit with her style. Eventually she just let herself collapse for hours on end as she decided that her best option was simply dressing up like a man who had his hair covered by a hood. It was a snow white robe embroidered with golden partial stars that were half hidden by a pink stripe about the edges it a appeared somewhat like she was attempting to masquerade as some sort of magician for her costume, though it was also easily to be mistaken as some people's normal garment if they hadn't seen her usual outfit. Only time and the hosts of the party could tell whether or not her costume was acceptable. In a worse case scenario she could pull the robe further down and cut small holes into it to appear like a ghost, the poor woman's costume if ever there was one.

Illia slowly waddled forward into the encampment, each step closer caused her to wince realizing that it came off less like a costume and more down shady or antisocial. Her hands reached up for only a second as she then frowned noting that a ghost costume was better to disguise someone who didn't want there true nature or appearance revealed. Illia's mind raced to much for costume design as she glanced about the others being far more crative with there options. Instead of worrying, Illia would sigh and make her way toward  the groups uncertain of whom would be most open to new company.

"Trick or treat? Wish I brought you something good to eat."

Illia's cheeks ran red, her body freezing slightly from the idea of someone so cruel that they would leave their victims fear for death to only be marked off as another name who was lost to a creature or the elements of nature. Shivering in place she now looked down, fear had completely enveloped her or perhaps it was a partial admiration for the serial killer who had managed to earn the respect of high level players motivating one another to reach higher levels of perfection in their own builds and forms. There was a form of admiration that could be had in awe of the Death Adder for being able to kill and respect that the deaths of a player would be soon to come knowing they won't escape a control that she wish she could have in saving lives.

Illia realized that train of though was slightly, uncomfortable respecting the ability of a killer. She could only pray that she would never fall victim to the path he took. As Hestia spoke up she smiled hearing the roll of a paladin tank who planned on causing different status effects against the foes. A paladin for good was also admirable.

"I'm glad, I might try a difference route by being an assassin healer if I manage to find that niche to work. Maybe one day I will be strong enough to also face that man."

She looked down to see more supplies quickly picking them up increasing her stockpile.

Total Tier 1 Material x4

ID: 89956 LD:20

akagami no shirayuki shirayukihime Just google that and you should find her. ^^

I would love to have a signature like the one you have!

The girl blinked, the material's being traded to her was a kind gesture one that she honestly didn't know if she should have accepted. Her arms slid back behind her back before pressing 'accept' the transaction now blinked as she now had two Tier one materials on top of the amount in her starting pack. Eyes still focused upon the environment about, materials were a necessity in this game and she intended to start out her life with a fair amount of resources. As she strolled along though that strange name continued to pop into her mind as she finally decided that itch was to strange to not scratch at.

"Umm you mentioned a name just then, this killer Death Adder what exactly is he like? Is he just one of those infamous player killers that have been stomping about Aincrad? Slaughtering players like you and I who have no means of defending themselves to the fullest?"

Illia would continued her search as she asked the question the next would be a bit lighter then this subject she started after getting an explanation of the events in current time. The question now was how lucky she would be as she skimmed over the surfaces of trees and the fields.

"I have another question actually as well which is what type of build were you going for to join the front line I don't really want to be redundant if I join them."

She clapped her hands now sinking to the ground picking what seemed to be wheat, hoping that it would make her a fine loaf of bread some day.

Total Tier 1 Material x3

ID: 89954 LD: 17

The conversation had taken a strange turn, or perhaps just a minor hiccup as she continued to listen confused by the strange comment about a man who was apparently know as the killer Death Adder. The redhead truly had left her head buried in the sand for to long, even the occasional ostrich would have know more about the current events of this game then her. It was a minor derailing through of the conversation as Hestia seemingly wove it into her own hopes and dreams to join the front line. That brought up a new topic though as she also suggested that her idea of building up on each of the three paths she hadn't even known what her own companion was specializing in. After glancing over toward Kuro she smiled seeing that even as an NPC it had developed a bond to the girl making her own thoughts contemplate the interaction she would have if she ever decided to look for a pet.

Illia's parents never let her have one before while she was growing up and the college dorm now didn't allow animals. Perhaps this game could be her escape from the cruel reality that it had ripped her from. The pace would continued forward though as it seemed they would be in for some luck as no monsters or players were out and about to ruin there luxurious stroll for materials.

"This is far more difficult then I would have hoped, are there any buffs to help one's luck for finding materials in the wilderness?"

ID: 89950 LD:14

"Right, I just need to make sure that I don't go spoiling or squandering all the materials I have on cooking. I probably should get a bit of new gear and have enough so I can make a small feast on demand. After all what are the odds of completely ruining your attempt to cook? One in a fourth?"

Illia frowned as she thought about her own odds though she had managed to find materials, the question was whether or not they would be of any use once she was done with all of it. The redhead now glanced back over as she watched her companion move further across the glades of grass. They crumpled under foot just like the real world, though they seemed to return to the pristine condition just after a few minutes of release. The girl giggled slightly watching as she once again came up empty handed from the forest. The question about her own build plans though caused that grief to strike her though as she frowned.

"I actually don't know which type of build I'm going to start off as. I never dreamed of joining the front line before. Though it seems rather selfish for me to simply sit here and watch as numerous people die in attempts to free us. I might go attempt to run a healing build, though it will probably be partially hybrid among all three if it is even possible to do."

Illia's eyes continued to wander across the forest floor as she began to think that this area was picked barren now

"Perhaps we should find a new spot to check."

ID:89948 LD: 12

@Hestia

Illia continued at a slow pace, her body swishing back and forth with her rather strange uniform. Even in game she had designed her vanity outfit for the pack she got to appear like that of a white coat. Illia now blinked, shocked that her companion was so readily giving up the information that she presumed to be of her in the real world. Irene now glanced down thinking of herself back home in Japan and out of this game which her friends had advised her to test out. It seemed like they would never get the option, unless of course they wanted to condemn themselves to the same possible fat laying in a hospital bed. She could only thank some higher presence that they managed to find means to transport the unconscious bodies without disconnecting them from the game. The fact she was still here meant she was alive, unless their minds were all uploaded so she ought to make the most of a life she had here anyway.

"Well thanks for that, I really do hope that one day I will be able to set up a small buffet for the companions I have met along the way. Perhaps if I even become a big name I will invite you and your friends to come eat there. It will all be on the house if I have managed to make a name for myself."

A gentle smile gracing her presence as she now began to watch as the other girl started searching about the forest floor. Her own eyes would now start to scourer the area in search of the ingredients she would need for the quest. As she glanced along the forest floor she smiled watching as her companion seemed to miss some.

"Here is some."

The girl giggled plucking what seemed to be a few herbs that would be excellent seasoning for a meat dish.

ID:89944 LD: 19

T1 Material x1

@Hestia

Illia winced realizing she had been a little absent minded, the girl had introduced herself to her but she was still adapting to different cultures, even if it was customary to introduce oneself to begin with. A slight hunch would reveal a polite curtsy to her acquaintance that had just offered her services. Undoubtedly a higher level player, even if it was a few to a dozen would be of great assistance while trying to acquire materials. Her flustered face down down cast itself to her shoes, the pink pigment in her cheeks only blossoming like the cherry trees that once sprouted all about japan. The body language and appearance all showed a rather awkward young woman before her as she continued to introduce herself discussing how she had been a performer after finishing her own quest identifying that material gathering was the only means to complete it..

"Right, sorry I"m Ir-llia. Illia. Sorry just a small slip of the tongue I guess. I am hoping to aid those around me by creating my own restaurant to feed the populous of Aincrad. At least if I ever manage to make a honest living out of it, there are so many players taking this quest it probably is just a waste to bother starting a business."

Illia was surprised by the different uses of the performer profession crafting buffs to help others and find creatures. It was quite the unique skill tree to specialize in though she knew foods had similar uses. Her green eyes glanced up for a few seconds until once again falling to their shoes as she was feeling a bit strange from the gaze.

"Well I suppose we ought to go out and search now right? Besides the more materials the better I believe."

The girl was soft spoken a she started making her way back out of town in the direction of the fields.

@Hestia

The billboard was still lit up with a large amount of quests, each one an empty box in her own menu the text, 'to be completed' beside them. The short hair swayed over her brows as she now gave a quick puff upwards to slide it up and to the side. The purpose of an avatar was to avoid this complicated ordeal of introducing one's own appearance to random gamers and after the first day they were practically stuck back in that strange social spectrum where the shy had to develop a temporary shell or become the lone beater who trained solo the entire way up through the rankings of the game. The girl appeared like she might have still been in high school despite her actual age being just out of it. As she sat and read through it she began to hum a soft melody she remembered her mother singing. It was a Celtic woman's music as she then twisted. Her entire torso forced her legs to now point toward the girl who had stopped before her. A rather bewildered gaze cast upon her as she now bit her lip. One arm slipped behind her back, then the next reach over to grip the second at the joint connecting right at the elbow.

"Oh good morning, it's a pleasure to meet you miss Hestia."

Illia's face tinted pink, clashing with her red locks as the wind gently blew her hair shimmering across her face in the light of the strange virtual light that always accompanied them from floor to floor. Her arm gently sliding up and down the length of the other as if attempting to warm herself in the strange conversation she stumbled into unexpectedly.

"I was just about to start my 'earn a living quest', though I didn't really expect to meet someone who was already experienced enough to own there own pet at this point. And I will gladly accept assistance? May I ask why though you would wish to accompany me on this?"

@Hestia

Illia's emerald eyes stared over the vast plains of the first floor, she hadn't taken on any creatures nor quests since the introduction of this strange new journey. A sight so beautiful acting in disguise as a strange scientific experiment, her hypothesis on the matter was that this realm was a living social experiment devised to test the civility of people being able to be brought together for a unified cause. Freedom. Her hair gently was tossed from the breeze, the fragrance of flowers and wilderness wafting in along the air. A hand reached up gently tossing the crimson locks to the side behind her ears as she frowned. It was about time, another coming of age advancement much like that of medical school but this time it was to become a chef. Illia quickly swung her leg out stamping it down as she now marched on to the billboards where she had seen adventures come and go accepting new adventures and earning new rewards this would be hers to gain the material's that she needed for constructing her meals and feasts for later events. The Halloween party had begun and she didn't intend to come empty handed, unless of course there was an unfortunate case of burnt cooking. Along the streets of the starting city she saw other players still sitting and waiting for this nightmare of of sorts to come to and end.

Illia was dressed in an interesting white gown that she had picked out thanks to the unusual starting packs this game came with. Her own pack came with a surplus of supplies but no physical stats. She wasn't sure what type of build she wanted exactly even her weapon wasn't finalized beyond the part of large pointy dagger which she still hadn't determined was her plan. It wasn't useful for stats or even killing at this points thanks to her anxiety of picking a roll. It was difficult to decide following the same path as a combat medic or to join the fray.

"Why must everything be so difficult, it isn't like I have to finalize it anyway so I might as well contemplate this as I go out to obtain the materials for this quest."

Illia sighed before stepping up to the plate, a box with the words 'accept' and 'decline'. A hesitant hand drifted up to press accept as she now took on the adventure to search for materials and the journey to chef-hood.

@Hestia

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Username: Illia
Real name: Irene C. Thomson
Age: Nineteen
Gender: Female
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 98 lbs

Stats

About: History/personality

Life in England

Irene Thomson, a young medical student studying in Japan at the Aichi Medical University. Japanese culture was a fascination she had, ever since she was a fan girl of manga and anime. Late nights with her friends were wasted away, hours at a time, as they binge watched series, movie or comic they could find. The clique she belonged to wasn't obvious, her crimson waves stuck her out among the crowds for compliments and insults alike. Her winning attitude however was what won so many over among those hormonal halls. Irene Thomson's great grandparents moved over from Ireland during the great potato famine, a key ancestral element to her DNA. A few years down, her mother however married into the family of an English man who brought her back to England where she was born and raised. Hardship and friendship both rocked the world of Irene, her recent friend group introducing her to the life of mmorpg's. She was awful to be put politely, though the simple fact she was a female often helped the male gamer's to disregard that failure. It was also here where she believed to find her love of her life, Arthur.

Life in Japan

The world only grew more complicated as she matured through the final years of high school, dreams and emotions merging into complex fantasies as she fretted about college. Arthur was flying over seas to become an architecture in America, and her own parents urged her to discover her own passion. Nearing the start up of College she had decided though, she moved to Japan with next to know scholarships to attend a medical university where she was praying to become a neurosurgeon. With the gag reflex of a cat and the wisdom of an owl, medical was an interesting time Her first year was completed after countless accounts of unpleasant smells and sights. After the third of fourth week of dissecting a corpse though, one manages to find themselves with a new strength in their ability to deal with putrid smells. After the first few months she discovered a new group of friends who had been engrossed with the new technology, featuring the brand new virtual reality games that were to come. SAO was bought by her friend who urged her to try it first on her behalf, not knowing the end results.

Virtues:

• Dedicated: Irene naturally was raised to honor and obey her parents, thus bringing out a dedication that is usually lacking in the normal child. The thirst for knowledge and hobbies had always driven her to larger goals and her ability to focus wholeheartedly upon that subject is her gift. Academia is not the only field that this characteristic parallels as she also used it was also a drive while taking a self defense course in Japan where she found herself back against the ground hundred's of times due to her sensei's teaching.
• Energetic: The use of caffeine hardly can compare to the natural energy which Irene possess the moment she leaps out from her comfortable bed. Starting at five o'clock sharp, Irene has already dressed and started her ten mile run. This routine is a means to set her up for success as she then takes a soothing half hour bath to be fully prepared to start off her day.
• Adaptable: Different circumstances always can be handled through different means, Irene often takes the great interest in exploring those paths. While in high school, her first day at a preppy English private school she developed a way of life. "The only person who can crush one's dream is themselves." The world will keep spinning and the clock keeps ticking so a single hesitation in one's life can cause an unwanted mark upon their social status. Irene hated the idea of inequality between friends thus developing trust and harnessing truth above all which is all people really need to here.

Flaws:

• Dishonest: Irene's general demeanor does not scream out, deceptive and in her heart she tends to hate lying to others despite the regularity she partakes in it. The majority of the populous take Irene at face value when she says something even if it's untrue. On more then one occasion Irene lied to protect those closest friends which she cherished, most lives however are changed for the better from her simple white lies including Arthur who she admitted to have lost all feelings for through their last chat.
• Liability: A side affect of Irene's dedication is her ability to fail when under enormous strain, in school she had always gotten good grades through her own effort though she didn't pass every project. An honest mistake for Irene she shoulders far to much of the burden to an extent that she is known to burn herself out. Her exhaustion is always a physical drain upon herself as she tends to work till she legit passes out from fatigue or dehydration. The irony being her wish to take care of others, at the expense of her own well-fair.
• Yokelish : An egg head in school, Irene has always lacked a certain grace to her movements losing her footing or handle over fragile loads. In science class, Irene once caused a chain reaction that implemented the domino affect of beakers shattering across the ground, her parents paying a fairly large fee for the expense. Her ability to destroy private property is only unmatched by the number of bones she broke or sprains she got. Irene had gone through a fair number of casts that kept one or the other of her arms in place forcing her to be ambidextrous.

Profession:
 

Skills

SP 7

1. Non-combat:
   1. None » 0
2. Passive:
   1. None » 0
3. Combat:
   1. None » 0
4. Weapon skills:
   1. Rapier I » 5

Inventory

Weapons/Tools:

1. Vanity Weapon »  Foraging Knife
2. Spoiler

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   Name:  天国の秋 Tengoku no Aki (Heaven's Fall)
   Your Profession: Blacksmith
   Your Rank: 9
   ID:
   Roll:
   Item Type: Weapon Rapier
   Tier: 1
   Quality: Perfect
   Enhancements: +3 Dmg
   Description: Tengoku no Aki is a silver blade coming to a fine tip with expert handling it is said it could slice between the platelets of even those most sturdy of armor. The hilt has an ornamental design based upon the curly nature of drakes that have claimed the sky. within the hand guard is a blue jewel of considerable worth to the owner.
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   Name: Nightingale's Embrace
   Profession: Tailor
   Rank: 7
   ID:
   Roll:
   Item Type: Armor
   Tier: 1
   Quality: Perfect
   Enhancements: 2 LM 1 EVA
   Description: A midnight black jumpsuit that fits skin tight for flexibility and maneuverability while in a fight to not impair arm and leg movements for quick strikes.
   Payment Method: Mats

    

    

    

   Name: Poison Apple
   Profession: Artisan
   Rank: 7
   ID: 
   Roll:
   Item Type: Lucky Charm Miniature
   Tier: 1
   Quality: Perfect
   Enhancements: 3 ACC
   Description: A solitary crimson apple with a chain attached to the stem for easy carrying. It helps the user's aim to be true.

3. Vanity Armor » Snow White Cloak
4. 25 Material » Tier 1
5. 3 Starter Healing Potion » 50 HP

Roleplays

• » [PP-F1] Feat or Famine [Earn A Living] - Complete {25 Material, 2 SP, Chef}
• » [OP-F10] Trick or Treat - In Progress
• » [PP-F3] Drama Queen - In Progress
• » [PP-F1] Getting Out of the Town of Beginnings  [The first few are Free] - {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)}
   

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