Freyd

A porcelain tea cup, one of a set perhaps, flipped and spun as it dangled then fell helplessly through the air. Liberated from its bitter contents, made more bearable by addition of another bean, it forgot both flavors what with the sudden and compelling impact of stone on its one side. The cup shattered into a thousand pieces, each one no larger than a pixel, but enough to set everyone on edge, and to distract. When they looked up to find its source, there was nothing. But in the background, a figure in black now stood before the earliest sections of the monument, where the first to fall

“Full commission prices? Really?” His tone was calm, but cold, with a single raised eyebrow offering a token sense of surprise. There were 25 equivalent bottles on the shop shelves that were no different than the ones he had ordered, save that they were all a third of the normal price. The Whisper’s red orbs narrowed at the shopkeeper’s response. The laws of supply and demand governed, of course, and he knew full well how difficult it was to find reliable suppliers. The entire point of coming back here all the time was to leave the guild’s stores intact and available for others to use

Sitting atop the rounded colonnade that surrounded the monument was a figure dressed in black from head to toe. A soft, charcoal-colored cowl draped over his head leaving only a pale chin, nose and the slimmest hint of red eyes exposed. All of him rested in shadows, cast by taller neighboring structures and a selectively chosen time to ensure a bit of privacy as he sipped his steaming cup of tea. Marv must have been busy that morning, or maybe Freyd had other plans in mind. He watched from above as Setsuna reached for the monument, still worried that the girl would break under self-i

Approved

Approved

Approved.

Storm clouds gathered outside, driven by winds of inevitable change that rattled the glass and frame relentlessly and howled as the familiar, hooded figure entered the store. He looked dour and soaked, the edges of his eyes just visible below the cowl plastered to his head and dripping in unforgiving plops all over the floor. Freyd was in a foul mood and preoccupied as he entered. Doing his best to keep the water on the mats provided at the entry, he looked oddly like a wet dog trying not to shake out his fur. Eventually, he just gave up and looked at the cupboards, hoping to find stock.

ANTIDOTE 3 Name: Mega-Duper Anti-Everything Sauce Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: (see below) Roll Result: (see below) Item Type: Consumable (Salve) Tier: T3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Antidote 3 Description: A small container of golden coloured goo that soothes the nostrils, mind, and provides a panacea of any ailment. Smells like angel farts. Link: (see below) Acquisition ID (see below) ANTIDOTE 2 Name: Super-Duper Anti-Snake Sauce Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: (see below) Roll Result: (see

ANTIDOTE: Name: Mega-Duper Anti-Everything Sauce Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: (see below) Roll Result: (see below) Item Type: Consumable (Salve) Tier: T3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Antidote 3 Description: A small container of golden coloured goo that soothes the nostrils, mind, and provides a panacea of any ailment. Smells like angel farts. Link: (see below) Acquisition ID (see below) DAMAGE: Name: Armageddon Juice Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: (see below) Roll Result: (see below) Item T

It felt good to fulfill a promise and help out members of the guild at the same time. A few of the newer arrivals had finally finished their professional training and were starting on their crafting careers and development. The original idea had been to provide a bit of incentive, especially for those who hated or were poorly suited to the grind of farming materials or hunting down mobs. The latter was practically cathartic for him, but it felt good to share the wealth. Growing the guild's resources was also eminently practical. Having assembled the necessary goods, he triggered the requi

Freyd breathed in deeply as he entered the shop. "I love coming here. The shelves are always full, and the smell is positively invigorating." The latter might have been done on purpose, but that would only boost his impression of the place. Cintamani's was by far his preferred place to shop. "It seems that I've dwindled my stock once again. Too many quests to be done, I guess." Red eyes scrolled through the available stock from beneath his cowl as he mentally compared it to what he had already gathered by other means. "I'll pay in materials this time, if it's no bother.

A dark clad figure entered the clearing that was currently home to the shop, carrying a thick paper scroll, which he gently placed upon the counter. He seemed not at all surprised to have found it, nor at its temporary state, and was far more absorbed by ensuring that he could find what he sough. Looking around at the various, plentifully stocked crates, bags and barrels around the place, Freyd nodded satisfactorily as his gloved finger slowly made its way down that rather lengthy list. "You're not all that easy to find, but it seems that the effort was worthwhile." Handing over the li

A squat, matronly-looking young woman with tightly-braided coarse blonde hair snagged the assorted items in her beefy arms, her stern, bright green eyes looking @Bahr over as she did so. Her usually bark-laden interactions were subdued by the fact that he had thoughtfully produced the additional items necessary to improve the efficiency of their efforts. "Aye! Good lad! Ye'd be amazed by how many jus' expec' da we'd be de ones t'a source da' stuff." The sheer size of the pile of blades in her hands muffled a thick Scottish accent as she bobbed her way towards the rear of the shop.

Notes: Rank 5 Merchant (Base: BD 10, CD 8+ for unique, 10 identifications per day) +1 to CD from Hermes’ Scale +1 to CD from Milky Way Rail Blueprint (Provided by Bahr) http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19871-f13-merchant-freyd-edges-safe-zone/?do=findComment&comment=628648 +2 EXP: Hard Working (also +1 IDs per day) +2 EXP: Lucrative (Firm Anima) (also +2 IDs per day) +1 EXP: Custom Ambition Tool (bought from own shop 2020-07-16) +1 EXP from Ambition n/a Crafting Respite: (Provided by Bahr) http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19871-f13-merchant-freyd-edges-safe-zone/?do=findComment

Notes: Rank 5 Merchant (Base: BD 10, CD 8+ for unique, 10 identifications per day) +1 to CD from Hermes’ Scale +1 to CD from Milky Way Rail Blueprint (http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19619-useful-items-to-reuse/?do=findComment&comment=622144) +2 EXP: Hard Working (also +1 IDs per day) +2 EXP: Lucrative (Firm Anima) (also +2 IDs per day) +1 EXP: Custom Ambition Tool (bought from own shop 2020-07-16) +1 EXP from Ambition n/a Crafting Respite: 159503 Identification Costs: Total Cost to Identify: 51,440 col 25x T3 Perfect Items (@2,000 col) 1x T3 Rare I

Combining: Gungnir’s Shard (consumable, reusable, untradeable) - Use this item to “store” a standard [i.e. “crafted”] consumable, allowing that consumable to be used infinitely. http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/20156-pp-f10-to-valhalla/?do=findComment&comment=626089 With... Name:Haniel's Modesty Profession:Performer Rank:5 Roll ID:175968 Roll Result:10+1/LD: 16 Item Type:Support Song Tier:3 Quality:Perfect Enhancements:HP Recovery 3 (Instant) Post Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19068-f22-r5max-whispering-metronome-performer/?do=findComment&comment

Freyd silently entered the small shop looking to complete a delivery, rather than placing an order. He knew that the floor boss raid was pending. Murmurs had already spread through the information broker network, as well as a number of less reputable sources that occasionally proved worthy of note. A singular portion of any one consumable would make a minor difference in the grand scheme of things, but it could serve be upgraded to benefit many. The tanks, especially, would be in need. Yuki was the one he knew best, and also happened to be a cook, so here he was. Placing the bundled

Notes: Rank 5 Merchant (Base: BD 10, CD 8+ for unique, 10 identifications per day) +1 to CD from Hermes’ Scale +2 EXP: Hard Working (also +1 IDs per day) +2 EXP: Lucrative (Firm Anima) (also +2 IDs per day) +1 EXP: Custom Ambition Tool (bought from own shop 2020-07-16) +1 EXP from Ambition n/a Crafting Respite: 159502-2 Identification Costs: Total Cost to Identify: 37,440 col 26x T3 Rare Items (@1,440 col) Junking Value: Total Value of Items Junked: 20,700 col Total No. of Items Junked: 23 EXP 23x T3 Rare Item (@900) Net Cost to Bank

Notes: Rank 5 Merchant (Base: BD 10, CD 8+ for unique, 10 identifications per day) +1 to CD from Hermes’ Scale +2 EXP: Hard Working (also +1 IDs per day) +2 EXP: Lucrative (Firm Anima) (also +2 IDs per day) +1 EXP: Custom Ambition Tool (bought from own shop 2020-07-16) +1 EXP from Ambition n/a Crafting Respite: 159502-1 Identification Costs: Total Cost to Identify: 38,280 col 1x T3 Demonic Items (@2,560 col) 5x T3 Perfect Items (@2,000 col) 13x T3 Rare Items (@1,440 col) 7x T3 Perfect Consumables (@1,000 col) Junking Value: Tota

Scouring through his collection of assorted goods, Freyd had amassed a suitable number of materials to fulfill his promise: 100 materials to new guild members working to get their professions going. Quip and Dingo were agog at the casual display of generosity from someone who seemed to hoard everything. Freyd considered it to be an investment in a future ally. Firm Anima's strength was key to future plans. It was both necessary, and akin to doing a good thing. 'Whatever it took to rationalize it,' he supposed. It was part of his duty to help develop the guild, and he didn't mean to fail

Using Asgard’s Finery (Source: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/20141-a-val-halla-of-a-time-halloween-special-dungeon/?do=findComment&comment=626342)) to reroll ACC 1 slot into unique on: Samael’s Pride (T3 Perfect Weapon (2HSS) – ACC 1, Fallen 1, Holy 1) Acquisition ID [167646c] | Roll ID: 168850, 168851, 168852 Between all good and evil, or light and dark, there is a line drawn by Samael’s pride. Anyone wielding this tarnished silver blade bears the burden of straddling it and bearing the consequences that inevitably follow. Even if only held, its weight seems an unexpected b

Notes: Rank 5 Merchant (Base: BD 10, CD 8+ for unique, 10 identifications per day) +1 to CD from Hermes’ Scale +2 EXP: Hard Working (also +1 IDs per day) +2 EXP: Lucrative (Firm Anima) (also +2 IDs per day) +1 EXP: Custom Ambition Tool (bought from own shop 2020-07-16) +1 EXP from Ambition n/a Crafting Respite: n/a Identification Costs: Total Cost to Identify: 20,000 col 10x T3 Perfect Items (@2,000 col) - No uniques. Scrap the lot. Junking Value: Total Value of Items Junked: 12,500 col Total No. of Items Junked: 10 EXP 10x T3 Perfect It

Notes: Rank 5 Merchant (Base: BD 10, CD 8+ for unique, 10 identifications per day) +1 to CD from Hermes’ Scale +2 EXP: Hard Working (also +1 IDs per day) +2 EXP: Lucrative (Firm Anima) (also +2 IDs per day) +1 EXP: Custom Ambition Tool (bought from own shop 2020-07-16) +1 EXP from Ambition n/a Crafting Respite: [159502] Identification Costs: Total Cost to Identify: 29,200 col 6x T3 Perfect Items (@2,000 col) 10x T3 Perfect Consumables (@1,000 col) 10x T3 Rare Consumables (@720 col) Junking Value: Total Value of Items Junked: 6

From: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/15355-housing-evaluation/?do=findComment&comment=611477 Other upgrade: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/15355-housing-evaluation/?do=findComment&comment=624103 House Name: The Liminal Blind Location: F13 - Angel's Point [Built into/below a ruined monastery at the edge of town] Description: Most of what is built remains unfinished, a nod to the owner, and how most of the space provided is unnecessary. Rooms with no fixtures or place to rest, left barren for they serve no purpose. It is a strange contrast that something so large could be

The figure behind the counter had his back to Yuki as she spoke, but jumped and turned as if startled by the unexpected visitor. It wasn't Freyd, but an equally lanky, mousy haired boy with the same lanky build. He looked younger and his hair less disheveled. He also had brown leggings and wore a tanned leather apron like many shopkeepers she'd previously encountered. "Oh! Uh... hi. F...Freyd's out at the moment, but I'm sure we can scrounge up what you need." He turned an awkward shade of pink as he took her order, admiring the quality of the writing. Blinking several times, a f