NIGHT

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"oh, that was..." the calm and politeness set in before night could register its juxtaposition between her earlier anxiety. so the scream was... for nothing? at least, in terms of immediate danger. the player felt as though she should've been a little grateful, though part of her wrestled with the lack of a good meal and a calm morning. being on the first was starting to wear on her... she tuned back into their conversation quickly. the new player had meant to work on tutorial quests -- the same deal most other starters did -- and night rustled the back of her hair quickly. it would

it would be easy to say that night was already on her way out of town, on another errand when she heard the call. but it was more likely that, in the midst of her morning routine, she'd heard a high-pitched shrill that had her fumble on her cooking. "gah, shit!" the sizzling oil but splashed out of the pan she had in her grasp, just in time for her double to look up. night shook off the mild pain, stepping back and allowing her duties to be relieved from home. it took no time for her homebody to double down on her leave, however, when she looked over her shoulder, knife placed down o

according to this copy paste system, the text is automatically justified. why is that? i find that quite strange, and frankly i am worried about my copy paste abilities. i don't know if that's a good thing or not. i will be writing out this extremely long paragraph to see if i feel okay about it. by the way, this program is so nice and lightweight and also it has a really neat word counter. it's also incredibly minimalist. the way i read my text makes me feel happy on this one small program. i wish it could be in more people's hands.

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night finally showed to receive the gift. the first was expected, but the second wasn't so. after some hesitance, the player retrieved it from nari's grasp. "if you're certain. ...thank you very much. i suppose i'll continue to owe you, after this." retrieving: braso crystal-a, braso crystal-b.

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approved. Paragon Level 5 - Laurel Wreath (Earn Col equivalent to 15% of player’s EXP earned in thread) Paragon Level 10 - (1) Gleaming Scale, (1) Demonic Shard, +1 LD to Looting* Paragon Level 25 - (1) Gleaming Scale, (1) Demonic Shard, Free Skill Respec Paragon Level 50 - (1) Gleaming Scale, (1) Demonic Shard, x3 Paragon Tier Up Tickets, Custom Skill** Paragon Level 75 - (1) Gleaming Scale, (1) Demonic Shard, Custom SA Paragon Level 100 - (2) Gleaming Scales, (2) Demonic Shards, Access to ‘Champion’s Hall’***

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receiving: Dagan Crystal-B | (Tierless/Consumable - Instant (during healing effect)/Re-usable) | Once per thread, as a free action: Add an additional +5% to any post action healing effect. This value exceeds normal maximum HP, and will become temporary HP. This effect is applied before Life Mending is calculated and benefits from it. (This item must be present in battle ready inventory to be used.) Ordsea Crystal-B | (Tierless/Consumable - Instant (during any action that generates hatred)/Re-usable) | Once per thread, as a free action: Add an additional +5 hatred to any hatred genera

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night kept the note about old intel in mind. and then, she winced again, as hirru continued, because his recollection was full of surprises. she felt as though she didn't need to have asked further, ever, about why she never heard of what progress the players at the front were making, given what she'd heard. from what she'd heard, it sounded as though they were perpetually locked in confrontations and disarray, breaking up a much needed focus upon a central goal. for a heartbeat, she thought back to raidou, and understood his motivations a little better. then, she wondered, too, if t

night caught a glimpse of alkor's falter, and ultimately decided on consistency above all else. wushen's heave was nothing more than its dying breath in the long run, with the rate they'd been pummeling down each minor obstacle that had stood in their way. despite how annoying the ice walls were, by the time they got to strike the dragon overlord once more, she was sure they would've whittled away at its health, too. with a single swipe, she cut down their temporary bane. wasn't certain if it was poison, or disgust that had gotten to her bulwark, but night decided to place a hand on

a harmonious triad. night retrieved the horn from its stand, before gazing up at the statue that held it. immaculate, featureless, untouchable. would they ever represent someone important that they would come to know; or were they ever meant to, rather than propose an ideal? she thought twice, hand around the item, if she wanted or dared to know. but a spin on her heel and quick strides towards the exit said all. she let out a huff against the back of her wrist, a warm breath to break the chill of being in that estranged, isolated room. night felt the gaze of something foreign, from the f

like being passed a ball. night was somewhat ready for the pass, despite being adequately comfortable with standing still, eyes on the real villain. when lilith swung over towards her, oathkeeper was drawn, a wide slash towards where the vampiress' back would be – – or would've been, if it wasn't followed up immediately with another jump elsewhere, in tandem with the way nari had been pushing herself earlier to wait for lilith to make a mistake. night soured, before following through on her initial whiff – a dive made with rage and a scowl towards their target, with a final horizonta

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here, at the very damn least, did night finally manage to strike. because it wasn't intangible -- how did her party even get the previous two heads, anyway? -- and given her time striking at wood elementals on the twenty-seventh, from the dungeon with hirru to the labyrinth, night was _certain_ she would have home field advantage. jack's executioner only agreed in tandem with incited bloodshed. blight seemed ineffective, with the way that often dark sludge that poured out of her sword swayed to a different hue. from red, the liquid spilled but seeped into the gash, tinged in a myriad

when she came to, the battlefield had changed already. almost as though the ice wall, the head of fire and the humiliation had been a fever dream. it obviously wasn't – her sights did graze over koga and crow reeling from their expended energy, just as the last of the wall shattered into pieces and simmered in midair as a flurry of crystal particles. so night had to recalculate her next steps. she did it at her own leisurely pace. the only cue she did have was from zandra breaking away from the party, and night figured she should follow suit. nothing to the flailing head st

night's eyes flicked over to nari for a moment, questioning her companion's words. even if they both wanted the memories to return, her mind simply stood still on what was to happen; like trying to place a word on the tip of your tongue. with a huff, the player evaded another oncoming swipe. "why, jealous?" she hadn't meant it, and the part of her focused on the fight was definitely taken aback once nari's strike had stopped lilith in place. in mid-swing, her counter attack failed, the energy fading from her sword art as it fizzled out from her reeled blade. "... never mind

their numbers were dwindling once nari had cut down the lesser vampire with a clean swipe. "i had no idea either," night announced, as she waited for an opening from lilith, scraping the bottom of her memory for some tidbit about how she used to have fought this boss -- but nothing came. surely, certainly she had done so before, right? a small, short, "strange," was uttered under her breath, just before lilith's offense was upon the player, and she'd dodged out of the way of it. the clatter of claws against faux-steel was earpiercing, night slipping by the vampire, but she retaliated aga

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yuki's theory did seem sound. night ruminated on the answer as she watched the lost souls bounce around, trying to reach for the players as they side-stepped their aimless attacks. a finger went up to scratch at her cheek as she waved to her shield, walking further down the corridor past the dying figures. "maybe. but the only place i do recall an orc – er, i think? – was back on the twenty third. ...maybe? come to think of it, i don't even know if orcs are all that common in aincrad... i think maybe beastmen are but only in specific areas, cordoned off in their own little tribes..."