NIGHT

The rate was one out of five. Needless to say, it was the most impressive chance she'd ever seen. Of course, there was something to note about the two items being Burn/Freeze, but that aside, the opportunity for getting uniques felt much likelier here than anywhere else. Aside from her own lucky star, NIGHT felt. But that was more a hunch than concrete numbers so far. Maybe she should put her own thoughts to the test. "Hold on a minute." She'd pulled open her menus, drumming up another scatter of unidentified weapons -- all of them from the Zero, and only just barely enough

She'd normally save requests like these for An. On the other hand, she hadn't exactly given the other merchants around Aincrad a hearty go just yet. With Firm Anima's reputation on the rise, NIGHT wondered what their own identifier's luck might be like. In her duffle bag was a sum of ten weapons -- enough to satiate her curiosity, perhaps, but not at all the best of her attempts at discovering a weapon of choice... unless she got incredibly fortunate. The Black Odyssey only requested the cost of covering for identification payment? It was only ideal. She wouldn't lose out on much of the t

Angel's Point. NIGHT could barely scratch the thought of making her way over to Demon's End with how close she was to the site. It was that and the urge to take on another rider of the apocalypse, to chip away at a quest's uncertainties and muddied details... But she came to the thirteenth for a different reason today, so she should get on with her business before possibly flitting to another personal excursion. Freyd's store was a little tough to find -- the man wasn't present in the building, after all, two other players were instead. And whilst she'd expected less variety of merchandis

"Oh, hey." Bistro was part way through the door to her workshop when she'd noticed NIGHT walk in. In the alchemist's hands was a fresh crate of some solution or another. "I'll be with you in a moment if you're looking to pick anything up." The patron nodded, humming an acknowledgement, before the shopkeeper vanished behind the wall. Two minutes later, Bistro walked out to a trade window of too many potions. She gulped and blinked twice. "You know," the alchemist started dryly, "if you wanted this many crystals, you could've just told me. I have a stash for these sort

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Skill(s) Being Dropped: Heavy Armor | RANK 3/5 | 23 SP Mod(s) Being Dropped: Athletics | 9 SP | please dont ask q_q SP Refunded: 32 Cost: 32,000col >Total SP refunded during the last 30 days: 41SP

How long did it take the girls to retrieve her items? NIGHT watched as the merchant seemed to continue smoking on her pipe. The devilish stare she was given was nothing short of sending her nerves on edge. At least she was kind enough to puff elsewhere. The twins became more of a welcome sight after the moment of waiting-- wait did that one just body slam a pouch of gold oh my god there's so many-- NIGHT watched the shop floor fall into ruins in horror, littered with so many materials. She was very happy to walk out that day with her sanity in check still. Perhaps that wa