Arabelle

she is party to a kind of comedy or something and this is her cue to laugh. laugh. she doesn't. arabelle cuts and chops and hacks away at callisto's decaying body, ignoring the remnants of ghosts bahr had dispelled. confusion and cautious hope ripples through the raid, starting with a booming yell from a voice she doesn't recognize, and she's sure they'll all dissolve into a puddle of happy tears once this is all over. even the bear looks disgruntled. had she been in a less foul mood, and in any other team, perhaps the one involved, she might have dipped into the obligation to play a

the item changes hands over a pair of wineglasses. paradise lost [soundtrack: perfect (masterpiece)] Incarceration/Instant.

huh. did someone die? from the fog comes screaming. desperate rallying calls. rage. grief. arabelle, having earlier pried herself from the revenant to stand by lessa, bahr, and jomei's little cuddle pile to check on their tank's condition, quietly turns her head in the direction of the uproar, her expression blank. the world seems to have stood still in that moment, as on a side of the battleground invisible to her, pieces of light drifted to stilled waters. well, things had been rather boring around here. they even threw a marriage party at the raid meeting. her red eyes l

the knightly woman, light of her life, comes up to her. "another top off." "appreciate it." a rejuvenating force washes through arabelle's tired limbs. it is barely enough to stem the tide, but in the moment, it works. she has, what, three attacks remaining, if she budgets? four with their helpful support's little magic trick. "i might need to swap into doing something less consumptive soon," arabelle reluctantly warns the four gathered around her, "any of you need me on plant burning duty, give me a holler." but for now, with a stronger sword art in tow, she'll stick to the ro

[12/02/2024]

[12/01/2024]

the garden of proserpine. f10. | two story home. [location: the endless caverns.] Description: a sunken circle of land embalmed in artificial sunlight. Rooms + Upgrades: 6/10 room slots, 2/2 yard slots. floor 1: | living room, basic kitchen, storage closet, basement. floor 2: | master bedroom, master bathroom, guest room. floor 3: | attic (storage). yard: | extended workshop (storage shed), mega slime farm.

regardless of her own skill, an is still the luckiest girl on the block. and she hadn't been lying when she spoke her blessing over the lights. she promised it twice. so, with a new batch of curiosities from her recent trip, arabelle takes the convenient excuse to visit her friend. she waits around the corner for the last customer to finish their transaction, then she walks forward and places her spoils on the merchant's counter. a familiar motion. "hello, an," arabelle greets, "remember our old routine? please find me the shiniest things from these piles. i also want to buy some mys

paradise lost [soundtrack: perfect (masterpiece)] Incarceration/Instant.

[11/30/2024]

arabelle... accidentally drops her name? ["i'm borrowing it. i'll give it back when i'm done."] 1,318 Flower Petals | [link.] 32 Aarti | [link.] (sent to yue hua.)

[11/29/2024] # aarti: 2

stagger, stagger, stagger! the half health point is breached. the revenant beast is flayed open and melting, the fleshy and soft bits stripping away to bare the nebulous power driving Him far, far past His natural death. something like a tangible heavy fog presses her down and visibility dips. binding roots spring from the turbid water. He folds His hunters between sky and earth. as if that would stop their ascent. the music stops. bahr burns away the hindrances. there is a tickling feeling like the ghost of a maniacal laugh building up in arabelle's chest, but for appearan

thread summary. + 1,788 exp | 500 + (322 * 4 * 1) + 339,208 col | 2,000 + 400 + (1,788 * 0.15) + 336,540 + 114 mats + 1 mon + 6 demonic shards + 3 gleaming scales + 1,318 flower petals + (27) t4 perfect weapons + (22) t4 perfect light armor + (7) t4 perfect trinkets + (22) t4 perfect consumables + (7) t4 rare weapons + (6) t4 rare light armor + (10) t4 rare trinkets + (5) t4 rare consumables + (5) t4 uncommon consumables + (9) random dungeon maps

vision and mobility is quite the understatement for how the only afflicted member of the party had looked, but if arabelle were to take cordelia at her word, she really wouldn’t care at all. the physical discomfort – she’ll deal. this boss is so massive and consequently so loud that she could project all of its attacks blind. look, here is another one to compete. the party had switched tanks briefly, she had glimpsed, and now the original is back in the running and he is starting up the old racket. arabelle spins around, grit teeth, her back facing their knightly support. perhaps she