Andromeda

[10/24/2020]

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General stock: (8) Tier 1 Materials -- col sent.

Eh? Has she seen this person before? Behind the trade window, An frowned slightly, attempting to put a name to his face but coming up blank. It was a quick transaction though; only eight materials, and the merchant had to wonder if he was just that broke or insanely confident with his own crafting rates. She hoped it was the latter. Being broke was not-nice. “Eight tier one materials!” the merchant hummed as she traded the amount to him. “Thanks, and please come by again!” Now how much did that shop from the other day charge for a bowl of ramen…?

Identification: [name:] White Pearl [142553] [profession/rank:] R4 Merchant [roll id/results:] 153036 | LD: 19 153037 | BD: 10 | CD: 9 | LD: 20 153038 | LD: 3 [item type:] T1 Perfect Trinket [enhancements:] LIFE MENDING | EVASION | KEEN [description:] Strengthens healing. The fact that the merchant has not lost an artifact as small as this is a miracle in itself. [link:]

She’d snoozed her alarm clock for five minutes… then ten minutes… then fifteen… and now she was late! Tying her hair back into the usual ponytail, the not-quite-awake player scrambled past afternoon crowds en route to Floor 1’s most prominent forge. She was too fixated on the clock in her HUD – half an hour past her supposed meeting with Mishiro, then a minute past half an hour… – to fret over the blacksmith’s status; the words came spilling out of her mouth as soon as she saw the frontline. “Hi, ‘afternoon! My order!” He was a grandmaster at his craft. An didn’t bother to check her

An rolled onto her side, peering up at Arabelle as she moved to stand. “So… why me?” She was all fluid and grace with her movements, and the metaphor An would’ve used to describe it completely escaped her when Arabelle’s lips curled into an amused smirk. “I’d only be repeating what I said the other night. But I’d tell you again, if you want it.” “I don’t know,” An huffed. Sweeping the piles aside, she pulled herself up and thumbed the surface of Arabelle’s empty record crystal. Her reflection frowned thoughtfully back at her. “I took photos maybe just a little more than any regu

She nearly dropped Arabelle’s crystals. “P-pardon?!” "It's not just that you try your hardest every time I send an order in, but you're like a lucky charm too. Hardly an acquired skill, you know? I wish I could keep you all to myself." Andromeda was actually internally combusting. Right then and there, with a trade halfway done. "Anyways, that was a fancier manner of saying I'll count on only you for identifications." Her rational thought processes were crashing. Error. Error. Error. “Do you need some now?” she blurted. "Something else." Another screen appeared b

Staring at the shopping list, then the contents of the shelves, An was starting to sweat. …Was it okay to buy more than half of a shopkeeper’s stock in a single visit? Arabelle had handed over the request with a nonchalance that implied it was simple routine for her, but even with the comfort of that thought, An felt progressively more nervous with every potion she plucked off the shelf. She was visibly starting to dissociate when she walked herself over to the counter and wordlessly traded over a chunk of her col, and as soon as the chime of a finished transaction sounded, she spun

[name:] Carol of the Bells [item type:] T1 Demonic Light Armor [enhancements:] Cursed | Frost Aura | Mitigation II [description:] Red velvet, fluffy white trim, drops all the way down to the user's knees -- it's very obviously a Santa cloak. Andromeda will never leave vanity details to NPCs ever again. [used:] Voucher for Demonic Light Armor Cursed / MIT / MIT / Random Unique Enhancement This item is bound to Andromeda, and cannot be traded for any reason. This voucher is

[name:] Yatsufusa [161658] [profession/rank:] R5 Merchant [roll id/results:] ID: 167289 | LD: 13 ID: 167290 | LD: 4 ID: 167291 | BD: 10 | CD: 9 | LD: 10 ID: 167292 | LD: 16 [item type:] T3 Demonic Katana [enhancements:] FREEZE I | ACC I | BLEED I | KEEN I [description:] A sinister looking blade that is said to eat away at the victim’s soul. One can feel its malevolent energy just holding it. [link:]

Eh? Yuki was here again. Thankfully, she hadn’t actually followed through on her promise of kissing her last time; An would have just turned into a blubbering mess as soon as the woman stopped before her counter. “Um. Yes! Th-thanks so much!” However, that didn’t mean her face wouldn’t instantly warm upon hearing the compliment. Was luck even something she should be proud of? It’s not like it was in her control, right? An cracked a small smile as she accepted the item. Today, it was a single order to identify a katana. A [demonic] katana. ("Whoa...! Where did you even find this?") Yu

Re-identification: [link to shop post] Jack's Flaming Plate T3 Perfect Heavy Armor -- Flame Aura II | Taunt A dark full plate armor that has hot-spot nearly burning and igniting flames. Small sparks fly with each movement of the armor. [used:] Easter Bunny Favor [✦] | Rerolling Mitigation. -- ID: 158057 | LD: 20 [flame aura]

A… Another reroll– As much as An loved the feeling of having the shiny, shiny gold ticket between her fingers and a very pretty girl staring at her eagerly, to add, the merchant had to wonder if her previous luck with NIGHT's DoT greatsword would sway her luck the opposite way. "Flame Aura. I see! I have the counterpart myself," she spoke casually, as if to delay the actual rolling to the last possible second. "I-I'll try my best...!" Heat seemed to crawl up her cheeks at the kimono-clad player's words (she couldn't possibly mean it though?), and her obvious want for a single enhanc

Junk sale: [x4] T1 Rare Equipment Armor of Taunting T1 Rare Heavy Armor -- Mitigation | Taunt True to its name, it has some sort of unknown special property that ensures the opponent would be extra pissed at you. Oh, and here's some protection against the attacks that are sure to come your way. [#127956] Cube of Rejuvenation T1 Rare Trinket -- Recovery | Keen A small green cube dangling from a silver chain. From time to time, the user feels a small wave of energy wash over them, restoring their EN by 1 or making it easier for them to land a blow on an oppo

Junk sale: [x2] T3 Rare Equipment 2HSS (2) [154784] | [154790] [x3] T3 Perfect Equipment 2HSS (3) [154785a] | [154785b] | [154785c] (900 * 2) + (1,250 * 3) = 5,550 col

[06/29/2020] Two customers and a message from Senpai, all after a week of zero activity. Wowzer. Just as she was starting to miss having some business! An exchanged pleasantries as she made quick work of the purchase from the blonde with the cute speech habit before looking down at the weapons she’d divvied into two piles: one for the Perfects, and one for the Rares. Not that she really needed to– but there was always something about NIGHT’s requests that intimidated her into keeping at least a basic level of organization. If she wasn’t coming in with large packs of unidentifieds and

General stock: [x24] Tier 1 Materials 300 * 24 = 7,200 col -- sent to Banker.

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General stock: [x500] Tier 1 Materials 300 * 500 = 150,000 col -- sent to Banker.

Five… hundred… An was so gobsmacked that half an hour later, she didn’t even notice the extra amount of col that had slipped into her inventory. Or the new customer’s gruff attitude. Good for both of them. She simply nodded and withdrew a batch of teleport crystals to trade back to the equally pale-haired man. A pleasant ding! finished the transaction, and she gave a polite bow as soon as both windows were minimized. “Thanks for the purchase, please come by again!” It was a slow night, but upon viewing her transaction log just before turning in, An nearly choked on her tea.

Identification: [name:] Blessed Marble [143050] [profession/rank:] R4 Merchant [roll id/results:] 153063 | BD: 10 | CD: 11 | LD: 15 153064 | LD: 19 [item type:] T2 Rare Trinket [enhancements:] Life Mending | Evasion [description:] A white round marble with rose gold veins running through its cracks. It's rather small, and yet it has a comforting weight to it. [link:] [✦]

[06/13/2020] [Rank Up!] The sound of victory trumpets(?) followed by a burst of intangible confetti(??) sent An jolting back from her latest identification with a surprised squeak. She knocked aside a small pile of trinkets and they all came tumbling down the workstation like dominoes. "Wait, wait, wait, eeeee--" Crash! Aaaand, they were gone. An sat on the floor of her shop, precious jewels scattered all about her, and her cheeks slightly puffed out in frustration. At least those were just the ones marked out for junk sale. Had she given the notification another glance, the fan

[06/12/2020]

[06/11/2020] Yuki's reassurance put her at ease, but-- H-half? Just for a single unique?! An waved her hands sheepishly. "No, i-it's alright! I profit enough from regular identifications as is." She had no idea just how much col the girl had, but if she was buddies with NIGHT... who regularly brought in unholy amounts of trinkets and potions... A bead of sweat rolled down her face. She wouldn't even know what to do with that much col. Speaking of. NIGHT walked up with a small box of trinkets this time. "Whoa..." An picked one up, examining the way light glinted off it