Setsuna

Custom Sword Art: Execution [x20] (18 Energy) - An attack so great but so reckless that armor is almost meaningless, as the weapon becomes nothing more then an extension of the users body. A razor at high speed, anything that it passes through is cut clean, falling to two pieces after a moment of pause. The sheer force racks the body and rends the soul, pumping everything the user has into but a single swing. Cooldown: 4 Turns Notes: Odin's wrath used as base, AoE tag removed for additional x2 to the attack.

05/22/21 (From Here) Using 190575 from Here Item: Spend 3 demonic Shards to upgrade to Demonic:

The message follows back to source, Setsuna was still coming to terms with her change in appearance. The harrowing experience left her unscathed for all but this physical alteration. The storm had hoped to crush her spirit, fracture her mind. But the faces of those children did the opposite, all it had managed to do. Is make her more determined. To: Freyd From: Setsuna I am in my shop, bring them and I will do what I can. I must warn you, I appear different. Her fingers hesitated before tapping the acceptance of it being blo

4/26/21 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 190937 CD: 5 +1 LD: 2 Uncommon - 8 (+5 Ambition) 2 190938 CD: 11 +1 LD: 5 Perfect - 13 (+5 Ambition)

Weaving together the bits of metallic looking twine through that blackened clothes, the cowl she found so familiar. PH 4/25/21 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 190569 CD: 5 +1 LD: 10 Uncommon - 8 (+5 Ambition) 2 190570 CD: 4

House Name: Frozen Tapestry (Attachment) [Recent Change Here] Location: Floor 4 - Hidden in the trees, where the morning frost creates a fog Description: The shop was mostly barren, the girl used the space provided to furnish the place using her skills to find it comfortable enough to sleep in. Given the lack of claims staked on this floor expansion of the building was trivial. Plot Size: Two Story Home Room(s): [Sewing Room (Ext)][Basic Kitchen][Attic {Storage}][Master Bedroom][Master Bathroom][Dining Room][Storage Closet][Basement][Living Room][Guest Room (Potted Tanabata)] Yard(s)

Current Level: 51 Current SP: 216 SP Tracking: Item Upgrades: 2.6 | PRE-CONVERSION 3.0 | UPGRADED ITEM #1 Item Name: Shiva's Embrace - Skadi Item ID: 164213b Item Tier: T3 Item Type: Katana Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: Freeze 1, Accuracy 2 Description: A rather standard looking blade, but once drawn from its saya it produces a film of white fog that drops to the floor in a parade like dry ice. The edge is so cold that it lingers a smog of the same around the slightly

A slide of her blade away, as Hidden would begin to beat a trail from this place. The lingering fog continued to obscure the night sky, and with it came the same obscurity on Setsuna's motives. What the woman had said stuck with her, but she was unconvinced. She was charged with following her actions, and seeing to it that whoever opponent was after her life would pay dearly. Setsuna was aware of the little agreement between her and Raidou, albeit loosely. But without Hidden being aware that very agreement went two ways. Her masters had charged her with this, but both for different reasons. It

3/26/21 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 186815 CD: 4 +1 LD: 13 Uncommon - 8 (+5 Ambition) 2 186816 CD: 7 +1 LD: 13 Rare - 10 (+5 Ambition)

3/23/21 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 186625 CD: 3 +1 LD: 11 Uncommon - 8 (+5 Ambition) 2 186626 CD: 2 +1 LD: 17 Salvage Success - 7 (+5 Ambition)

He tore through the girl in a way, finding purchase and carving away at her skin. Or had he? Setsuna had finally taken a hit, and that pose some may recognize. Her HP reduces, her feet slide and to a shower of sparks? She exhales softly, her feet move and her blade falls in a wave of silver gleaming from an overhead moon. Setsuna activates Parry The secret had been broken, the swordsman had taught her this and finally it was put to some use. The damage she sustains is still quite considerable, but less so by a large margin. She was not left unprepared in the slightest, the consumable

As if a complete change in demeanor, a shift from sorrow to a cold intensity. As Freyd would beckon, the girl was at his command. Adjusting her katana on her hip, reaching for the bit of cloth around her mouth. Her cursor disappears, her name stricken from above her when targeted. "Force her cursor orange, then cut her down." Setsuna muttered coldly to the pairing through the bit of fabric. "You want this done correctly, find her. Call her to action, and force her hand. Feign weakness if you must, she dislikes you." Her eyes like ice as she stared into @Krysta "Then play bait, pretend to be in

3/6/21 Materials Sent: 10/6 Moved to Shop

"Don't bother." The cold murmur on the wind like a whisper, the lights within the building all flicker out at once. A spectre in the dark, and the slight gleam of a needle. A peel of a tape around the woman's frame before she could even snap to attention. Her measurements taken, the flutter of fabric and a bone chilling fog. "You have your armor, and it will fit you." A bite on her words spoken in Starla's ear "I made sure of it." Folded as the white strands of mist began to disperse, a small package in a bundle neatly squared. The ghost of floor 4, only the bravest sought her out for her

A rip into her armor, a peel of a strange looking gold stone and a little glimmering star. A bright blueish crystal the same. Setsuna's hearing began to return and she slides Hidden down prone "No he won't". The response was adamant and her eyes were ablaze with skills triggering. "He made a mistake" Setsuna muttered coldly and softly to Hidden "He forgot to keep his eye on me." Pushing the <<Rising Sun>> into the floor as the <<Golden Star>> triggers and strengthens her power, two could play at this little game he was playing. A spin of her wrist as she pulls out a bri

2/27/21 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 184187 CD: 6 +1 LD: 1 Rare - 10 (+5 Ambition) 2 184188 CD: 8 +1 LD: 16 Rare - 10 (+5 Ambition) 3

With the newest arrival, the player that stood against them named her as the prisoner. This one must have been taken, the one that Hidden was seeking. That reverberating sound causes her very shape to begin to form small lines in cracks along her silhouette. Her disguise was ice, and with this sound it worked to destabilize it. As they formed like veins across the pale reflection owned by the real one. "Found out the secret have you? A pity, but if you wish to see me for real." The voice beginning to twist back into neutral. A slinking coil, a high pitch sound causes her to become deaf. T

Raising the mirrored hand, standing loosely some odd 10 feet from the real one. A single glance out of the corner of her eye, Setsuna looks deeply into the woman's eyes. Risque was struggling, but putting on a brave face. After all he had to keep up this illusion that everything was fine, else he'd lose control of the situation. It had yet to dawn on him that he already had. "People really have a way of underestimating me, it pisses me off more than anything." Setsuna mimicked in perfection to the real Hidden and to the idiot that hadn't yet realized he had lost. "You must be deaf, I thou

A glint in the shade, the blade in her grasp still scorched the air around it in that chill. The fog produced lingered with a thickness, strangling the woods the fight was held. A glance from where she stood, an earnest peel to see what was playing out. This character, this long winded creature. This was a game to him, the woman in white a toy to play with. "I will take that from your lips." Setsuna whispered into the branches, allowing only them to hear her ire and her disgust. "Let this final day for you to know fear, that it would rob you of what you so desperately cling to. But I find it f

Steps throughout the floor, through the limelight that cast the entirety of the floor into darkness. A single ball in the sky above, ushering the hunt to begin. There was strange silence that was settled among, a soft breeze as if all else held its breath within its clutches. The small child that aimed for her would be aggressors, their folly doing no more than draw a target upon their respective backs. Now the girl knew that they were on the prowl, now the girl was invested and made aware. In their haste, a grave mistake... Each vault practiced, each ascend and descend a routine. Setsuna

A faint flicker and pulse of energy as she wormed her way through the conflicts, dropping low and removing a skull which rolled upon the floor. Another swing casts a blade toward her, she becomes ethereal like smoke. The attack was on an afterimage, a convenient doppelganger. A late night on the trail of monsters in the dark, teeth bore and an expected easy meal. But what they found... Was something worse. The predator that was a small child in a torrent of blood, a single head upon the floor begins to fizzle out. The high pitch whir that follows a drawn katana, causes another to yel

A search for his eyes moments before his own would seek out the stone, knowing full well that a few of these if one looked hard enough would contain hers. "A tragedy yes, but for who?" Setsuna offered as she traced another unknown, sliding her hand up and revealing Kobold as the killer. "I would say this, there are some names on this wall that deserve another addition. To halt a handful more." Spoken from first hand, and mirrored throughout the entirety of the plate was a confirmation of it. To her adding one more could stop so many from joining it, one for multiple was a fair sacrifice to mak

A single glance to Alkor, noting him amongst them. She had spoken her piece and chose to leave the blade in its scabbard, unsure what else he expected. To the final name upon the tapestry of slate and lead, running her fingers down the letters as they were traced left to right. Meina Tsuji ~ Slain by Unknown A brisk removal with a slide of her hand makes a slick sound, drug from the giant tombstone and mass grave. An usher closer to Alkor, eager to see what it was he was here for and to understand him more clearly. "I've done them a service, by not cutting that heathen down. For whom

A soft exhale, the girl was hardly deaf to match the other condition. Another had also taken insult to the chastise of the dead, a dishonor on their memory with just a few made light words. "Before, I would have drawn my blade on you, aimed to rip that tongue from your fowl mouth. I would be doing the world a service, for it can not be held down can it? A mockery you make of those you never knew, clipped from the strands of fate long before it was to reach an end. But I find solace in the fact that when your life lingers over those same shears, beginning to fray upon the blade before they snap

An uneasy silence, a child alone as she glanced at the huge slab of slate. On its face a multitude of carvings littering its surface, of names of those long consumed and forgotten by this place. Names that would never again be spoken unless read aloud here. Setsuna lifts a rather bone-cold ivory white hand, placing it upon the section of glass-like polish. Running her index down its length as she traces a line across one of many 'Shiroe Murasaki ~ Slain by Unknown'. Within her throat a burning and choking grip, like a knife driven clean into it she could feel the pain despite any limitation of