Morningstar

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Cloth Armor R5 Mod(s) Being Dropped: Athletics, Nimble SP Refunded: 40 Cost: 40,000 this puts me at the 50 sp cap for the month.

Morningstar rarely visited other appraisers. He'd been to Freyd's shop once or twice, but only for pickups and deliveries between friends, and never for professional work. Pandora's Wares, a cute little store on the first floor, had caught his eye. On one rainy day, he decided to pay it a visit. Without an item to identify, nor any junk to sell, he hurried inside. His clothes were damp, his hair unstyled by the (rarely occurring) downpour. On his way in, he apologized for making a mess of the floor. He liked the quietness of Andromeda's store. It reminded him of his own. He picked an item

Morningstar appeared in Flora whistling a made up tune. He was on a mission, so to speak, and acted suspiciously unsuspicious as he walked from shop to shop, searching for an artisan who could help him. When he discovered Silent Moments, he was pleased to see the big lettered open sign out front and a merchant at the counter. It was quaint and welcoming, and it seemed to pull him in as he neared. He stepped inside, only realizing who the owner was when the door shut behind him. "Oh, hey Nym. Nice place," he eyed the various trinkets and bobbles that were listed for sale. "Mind doing a fus

Name: God-Roll Trinket Your Profession: Appraiser Your Rank: Rank 5 Mystic Essence Used: 220856a, 223909c, 223909c-1 Roll ID: 227923, 227924 Roll Result: 20, 3 (UNIQUES ON BOTH ROLLS LFG | BD: 10 CD: 8, BD: 10 CD: 9) Item Type: Trinket Tier: T4 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Holy Blessing II, Fireproof Description: A golden ring, dropped from Olympus. It was forged by the gods, it's original owner unknown. Acquisition ID: 203872 POST LINK Name: Limited Edition Rolie Polie Olie Watch Your Profession: Appraiser Your Rank: Rank 5 Mystic Essence Used: 214863, 214863-1, 21486

Star took the ring back, in slight agreement with his customer (although, he did feel like it was Koga's to take). The ring was shiny, and exquisitely crafted. He tapped away at the next item Koga presented, this time coming up with mostly nothing. "Holy Blessing. Only one slot this time. Thanks for your business," he said, "and for the ring." He flipped the ring like a coin, then caught it and slid in onto his finger. It fit like a charm. Koga left, and Morningstar realized that he had forgotten to take something with him. An empty wallet had fallen on the floor a few feet from

A customer? In Honeydew & Hushwind? That was odd. Morningstar was so used to having nobody around that he'd forgotten the sound of the bell chime installed at the entrance. He remembered Koga, from some place or another, and greeted him with a smile. It was a quick and easy request: a single slot of Holy Blessing. He had enough Mystic Essence lying around to get the job done in a few seconds tops. What came out was far from what was requested. "Uh," Morningstar managed, "here you go. Holy blessing... and more." He slid the God-Roll Trinket across the counter. --- 8.23.2

Morningstar was first startled by the erupting sand and the shark tunnelling towards them. After the initial shock wore off, he was surprised that out of all of them, Mishiro was the first to spring into action. Maybe he was getting slow. He played around her, tracking the nimble predator as it darted in and out of the sand. Her sword was met with air, and Star made his move. Evading Mishiro's attack made its next movements predictable. He flew into Terra Firma's path, intent on a head-on collision, inhibited only by the softness of the sand beneath his feet. A streak of gold burned bright, ex

Stroking his beard, the old man pondered NIGHT's question. "The territories, you say? Why, I don't doubt you've had trouble. You won't find anything of the sort in this section." That wasn't exactly the problem she meant, but fair enough. Morningstar spoke up. "Could you tell us where we could find books about them? History, geography, culture—anything, really." "Hmm. Let me think..." The librarian tapped his chin, glancing at isles and shelves. "Ah, yes! This way," he hurried them into the center lane and ushered them away from their mess. He looked back, embarrassed by the stack of

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Only a few steps into the village and Morningstar was already running into people. In a brief state of confusion, he bounced back, trying to orient himself. Light hair and weird psychic mind-link powers clued him into the girl's identity. "Oh, hi." He couldn't remember her name off the top of his head (which he felt bad for; they had killed Absolute Zero together only a short time prior). Nym-something, he thought. Nymolia? Nymonia? Nymoria? That was it—Nymoria. "My fault. Should have stepped off the pad quicker," he admitted. He did as he said and moved to the left, avoiding a

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Morningstar couldn't even muster a look at Oz, whose arm was draped over his shoulders. They stuck to each other like a child's art project, their sweat an unpleasant replacement for glue. Star's jaw dropped, the only thought on his mind being "who the hell is this guy and why is he touching me." Abdullah appeared to wonder as well, eying the peculiarly-dressed man suspiciously. Turning from Oz, he directed his thoughts to Morningstar. "I don't care who kills the beast, so long as it does end up dead. Bring whoever you please—not that this one looks particularly useful," he remarked, his

As if timed to the conclusion of Hirru's informative rundown, the phoenix respawned. The pile of ashes caught fire, exploding into the shape of a bird and screeching wildly at the party. Morningstar, once again, acted first. He was eager to stun the creature and stop it from acting while they pummeled it a bit. He envisioned each movement before he took it, theorizing how best he could maneuver around the bird's spitfire and white hot aura. He thanked his quick feet as he evaded a blast of inferno, dashing straight into the creature's volley and lunging beneath it. He closed the gap betwe

Lotus leaned back slightly, the line drifting lazily in the water. "You know," he said thoughtfully, "patience is one of those things you never truly master. You think you have it, and then life throws a new challenge your way to test it again." "The trickiness of life," Star summarized. "Yes. It is tricky," Lotus gestured to the lake. "Like casting a line into deep waters—you never know what you’ll catch, but you must always be ready to reel in the unexpected." Star hummed in agreement. "You're very wise." "Many think wisdom is simply knowing things, but it is much more th

He retrieved his sword with a clean catch. Flicking slime off of it, he thanked Wulfrin for the assist. Raidou checked in on them, and Star replied with a succinct, "good." Morningstar was always in awe of Freyd's strength. It was incredible how quickly he could disperse the slimes, picking off many in a handful of quick attacks. The wave had been nearly destroyed, but for a few left staggered. Star joined his party, clicking his heels and charging into the nearest polyp. He hit it hard and strong, burning through its health bar and shredding its defenses. Unfortunately, it was not quite

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In sequence with Raidou's moves, Morningstar attacked the remaining Slime Worms. He grunted, swinging Dying Sun as hard as he could. The leftmost slime took the full force of his burst, spraying the far wall with green goo as it exploded. It quickly dissolved into nothing, and they were left with one enemy to slay. Star pivoted into it, slashing thrice before finding his sword stuck in its gut (or where it would have been if it had a gut). He tugged and tugged to no avail. He glanced over at this party, smirking awkwardly as he attempted to retrieve his sword. "Okay, someone just kill this thi

ok a little easier for you this time: 9500 col sent to banker. link to post Name: Toy Boar Your Profession: Appraiser Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 226953, 226954, 226955 (UNIQUE FOUND 226953! BD: 10 CD: 8) Roll Result: 16, 18, 20 Item Type: Trinket Tier: T4 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: HB, EVA II Description: A 3.5" mechanical boar. Wind it up and watch it walk around. Acquisition ID: 226940c Name: Silver Band Your Profession: Appraiser Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 226961, 226962, 226963 Roll Result: 14, 16, 20 Item Type: Trinket Tier: T4 Quality: Perfect Enhance

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The sun hung high above the horizon as Lotus and Morningstar sat side by side on a quiet dock. The former held a rod, while the latter wielded his sword. They had a strategy in place; Lotus would fish things up, and Morningstar would cut them down. It worked, and allowed them both to prioritize their strengths. The water shimmered with the fading light, and the occasional ripple suggested fish beneath the surface, though neither seemed too concerned about catching anything at all. The air was still, save for the soft sound of the waves lapping against the dock’s wood. Lotus leaned back in

Lotus chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling with warmth as he approached Morningstar. In his arms was the large chest, filled to the brim with col. It looked heavy, but the old man carried it as if it were an empty box. "Quite the pair, aren't we?" Lotus remarked, his voice carrying the weight of years, though his tone was light, almost playful. "We’ve known each other barely an hour, and yet here we are—victorious against opponents who have trained together for years." Morningstar, still catching his breath from the intensity of the final bout, gave Lotus a sideways glance. "Wasn't ex

Lotus, standing beside him, grinned widely and gave a slight nod of approval. They had done it—the tournament was theirs. A booming voice from the announcer echoed across the arena. “And the champions of today's tournament, with flawless scores, Morningstar and Lotus!” With that, the crowd surged forward, eager to catch a glimpse of the victors. Morningstar moved through them like a shadow, his mind elsewhere as Lotus followed, more than happy to soak in the glory for the both of them. A path opened before them as the festival attendants escorted the duo to the stage where their priz