Morningstar

oh my god im so tired of birds

Approved

| MORNINGSTAR | Lv. 69 >> P. 36, Lv. 33 | Status: [ // ] Notes: // data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAPABAP///wAAACH5BAEKAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAICRAEAOw== His eyes traveled up and down the phase spider's leg. It was even more repulsive in his hand than it was attached to the body. Thick hairs spanned its entirety, varying in shades of silver and grey. Was he supposed to cook it first? It wasn't his profession; breaking the item was a concern, and his only s

thread closing Morningstar: 6,746 exp | (4,990/10)*7*0.5 + 5,000 (Quest) 26,621 col | 66 (1 page) + 20,000 (Quest) + 5,544 (Loot) + 1,011 (Laurel Wreath) 1 Gleaming Scale 1 Demonic Shard Random Dungeon Map 229036 Random Dungeon Map 229037 T4 Demonic Weapon 233859a 1 Dragon's Jewel 234629a | (T4/Unique/Consumable) 1 Guild Token Freyd: 4,241 exp | (4,990/10)*17*0.5 44,327 col | 66 (1 page) + 20,000 (Quest) + 23,625 (Loot) + 636 (Laurel Wreath) 4 materials | 4 (Loot) 1 Demonic Shard Random Dungeon Map 233857 T4 Demonic Weapon 233859b 1 Dragon's Jewel

Oh. She had a map. That was nice. Star was so used to hunting down random dungeons that he had forgotten they were storable on maps. "Lead the way," he said. They came upon a large camp, far off into the flatlands. Tents were held up by large black poles, forming a semi circle around a giant bonfire. Four masked figures clad in short, tattered robes roasted the meat of some big salamander-looking thing. They didn't notice the pair approaching. "Cool. They're like, barbarians or something. Volcano barbarians." He crept up on the four bandits, and as soon as he was spotted, charge

Star had know idea if he was going the right way. He hacked through the twisting branches that blocked their path. Trees looked a lot more evil in the dark. He wondered if there was a way to tell the difference between a treant and a tree. How would he know if he were cutting through a living thing? He supposed they would shout, or maybe smack him, depending on their personality. "You know, this might be the furthest I've been on this floor. It's not often I have a reason to wander around in the woods on Eight. Wonder what's out here..." In hindsight, not an uplifting thought. Logica

They found the Ashen Keep, only to find it reduced to rubble. Sticking out from piles of rock and abandoned weapons were bits of tattered red fabric. "Be our guest," Star answered, but Wulfrin was already far ahead. He led them down a winding hallway, and along the way, Star peeked into a cell-like niche. "Oh cool—it's a prison," he quipped. Too busy judging architecture, Star nearly bumped into Wulfrin, who had stopped abruptly in the middle of the corridor. "Gross," Star grimaced. A number of undead corpses stood in their path, with rusty mechanical constructs standing idly in the back

Woah. This was Star's first time seeing Acanthus take control like that. She was kind of cool. He went back to work after she finished up berating the villagers. Now, he was working on digging trenches. Thanks to a random worker, he had a shovel to make the work a little easier. He was very much opposed to digging with his hands. The town, surrounded by spike-filled trenches, was ready for battle. Their time was perfect, too. The army approached. Villagers joined the guards, brandishing old swords, pitchforks, and whatever else they could get their hands on. Star climbed atop the gate to

Star looked up from his journal. He had been sketching absent-mindedly until the doorbell rang, signaling the arrival of a customer. "Oh, hey." Astralin was always cheerful, albeit a bit of an oddball. "I am an appraiser," he uttered. Star listened to her request. "Handwraps of unique powers, huh? I'll see what I can do." Morningstar played along with her feigned magic, although he didn't really get it. He came to the conclusion that if it didn't hurt anyone, it didn't really matter. He wandered off to the back for a moment, before reappearing at the front counter. "Here you go.

GAMBIT | Approved. Total EXP: 1,500 Total SP: 20 Current Level: 4 Paragon Level: 0 Notes: n/a.

summary. | col: 157,820 = 69,920 (ids) + 124,000 (rerolls) - 15,200 (junk) | 10/01/2024 | total: 139,580 | [link] | 10/02/2024 | total: 18,240 | [link] item evaluations. Subzero Stormwind | [#202384] | TIER 4 PERFECT MARTIAL ARTS | FRZ, STC, PHASE [desc.]: These mysterious cloths seem ethereal in appearance, are cold to the touch, and sometimes a mild jolt runs through them. Those who take the cloths into battle are said to witness foes suffer from Bitter Cold and Powerful Lightning at the hands of their wearer, as though the set of cloths contained a powerful, chilli

10/2/2024 Taking from Astralin IDENTIFICATIONS MYSTIC ESSENCE TOTAL COST: 18240 col | 33440 (ids) - 15200 (junk)

Approved

ok everyone i'm back it's time to roll! 10/1/2024 (happy october btw?) IDENTIFICATIONS REROLLS TOTAL COST: 139580 col | 36480 (ids) + 124,000 (rerolls) - 20,900 (junk)

Skill(s) Being Dropped: R5 Straight Sword Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Stamina, Precision, Ferocity, AOE Shift SP Incurred Towards Limit: 30 SP Refunded: 50 Cost: 50,000 col