Freyd

From: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/15355-housing-evaluation/?do=findComment&comment=611477 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 left so plain. when walking the halls one room may be empty while another is stocked to the hilt. Plot Size: E

Item #1 Name: Tattered Blue Robes Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 169729, 169730, 169731 Roll Result: LD 11, 16, 17* (Unique on 169731) Item Type: Light Armor Tier: T3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: LM 1, LD 1, Frost Aura 1 Description: Blue robes that have been torn apart in various spots. They seem ragged and old, like a relic from ancient time, and emit a freezing chill. Perhaps they can be patched up and turned into something more valuable. Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/20081-spf22-searching-for-something/?do=findComment&comment=6

"Quip! I have to go to some kind of party tonight." Freyd sat in his own shop, surrounded by unidentified consumables, wondering what he was going to do. "Ya really don' have a clue, do yeh?" Came the call from the far side of the shop. "Go to Quaestor's Quisine and get suthin' nice to brin' witya!" He debated her suggestion internally, but hadn't even been given any details. 'Bring a box if you like candy', Night's message had said. What the heck was that supposed to mean? He thought it best to be prudent and come prepare for action. What else could it possibly mean? **

Quip glowered at ChaseR, her head barely visible from behind the mound of assorted items piled all over the heavily straining counter. "Look here, Juv'nile Smurf! I ain't yer buddy, and I ain't yer slave eith'r. Freyd, Dingo 'nd I be spendin' our time 'ere fer ya, fer free! Freyd even supplied da Craftin' Respites an' used up one o'them bloody event item for ya. So stuff yer attitude, and if yer wantin' someone t'a call a cheapskate, I'll sell a frikkin mirror!" Grabbing all of the items she could in her bear-paw like hands, Quip's bobbing braids were the only thing he could see

A short, broad-looking woman with tightly braided blonde hair glared at ChaseR with brilliant green eyes from the far side of the counter. She wore a thick, brown leather apron over an undyed linen tunic and a long cloth skirt. Her right eye twitched as ChaseR spoke. "Free? Freyd? Wha' is he doin' now, that...," she muttered, suddenly breaking out into full blurt. "DINGO! Tell Freyd t'stop givin' 'way everythi' fer free!!!" A scrawny-looking boy with a thin, long neck poked his head up from behind several loosely piled mounds of assorted good. "Aye, Quip. Whatever ya say!" He

Item #1 Name: Fragmented Blade Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 169565, 169566, 169567 Roll Result: LD 11, 6*, 13 (Unique on 169566) Item Type: Weapon (2HSS) Tier: T3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Para 2, Holy Description: A blade with various broken bits and pieces. It’s broken around barely less than half its length. It is said that despite its jagged, broken form, it will sometimes exhibit exceptional power. Usually when the wielder needs it the most. Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/20081-spf22-searching-for-something/?do=findComment&am

"Oy! Dingo!!! Customers, ya lout!" A harsh, throaty woman's voice with a thick scottish accent echoed from the back of Freyd Edges. It was barely a shop, consisting of a series of tables, crates and barrels strung together with tarps and a few decorative awnings. Everything was 'loosely' organized in piles of like items strewn all about the various, precariously overloaded surfaces. Adding to all of this was the fact that the outdoor shop was located on the grounds of a ruined limestone monastery at the edge of Angel's Point. The entire area was nearly permanently covered in soupy fog a

As per: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19723-items-to-id/?do=findComment&comment=623703 Consumables retained by Freyd, as per instructions from Raidou Item #1 Name: Max Level Courage Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 169213 Roll Result: LD 18 (No Uniques) Item Type: Consumable (Meal) Tier: T3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Over-Health 3 Description: A fine bread pudding infused with an unknown beverage of the single malt variety. Makes one person feel like they could take on a thousand. Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/20101-f21

Freyd wandered back into Cintamani, having depleted his stocks of consumables galivanting all about Aincrad over the past few weeks. He knew the shop well by now and that they were always well appointed with the various sundry items he required. "Big order today, I'm afraid." Summoning his pre-prepared list, he transferred the requisite amount without batting an eye, thanking the shop keep with a complimentary smile as he gathered his wares and sorted them into his over-burdened inventory. "Excellent! I do love a well-run establishment, and I'm a particularly big fan of your teas. Rest a

Item #1 Name: Ironweave Wrappings Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 168952, 168953, 168954 Roll Result: LD 19, 7*, 14(*Uniques on 168953) Item Type: Light Armor Tier: T3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: LD 1, MIT 1, Bloodclot Description: A form of padded armor worn by tightly wrapping fabric around the body. Basically, a giant tenser bandage. Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/20026-sp-f22-gemini-bound-chapter-1/?do=findComment&comment=622094 Acquisition ID [167217c] Item #2 Name: Ebonweave Breastplate Your Profession: Merchant

Item #1 Name: Radiance of Harmonious Dawn Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 168787, 168788, 168789 Roll Result: LD 13, 5*, 9* (Uniques on 168788 & 168789) Item Type: Weapon (2HAS) Tier: T3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Bleed 1, Holy 1, Burn 1 Description: A vibrant, gleaming white-tipped spear set on a perfectly weighted hickory haft. The haft itself is inlaid from one end to the other with Celtic knots in gold filigree signifying the unbreakable bond between the weapon and its bearer and promising flaming wrath and fury to those foolish enoug

Item #1 Name: Lun’Rael’s Defiance Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 168759, 168760, 168761 Roll Result: LD 13, 17 12* (Unique on 168761) Item Type: Weapon (2HSS) Tier: T3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: ACC 1, Paralyze, Burn Description: A gleaming dark steel blade with streaks of red running throughout like veins. Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/20026-sp-f22-gemini-bound-chapter-1/?do=findComment&comment=622118 Acquisition ID [167249b] Item #2 Name: Crestfallen Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 168778,

Identification results can be found here: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19579-freyds-evaluations/?do=findComment&comment=622587 Thank you for your business @Oscar

Items submitted for eval by Oscar http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19871-f13-merchant-freyd-edges-safe-zone/?do=findComment&comment=622585 No uniques found. Items to be junked per client instructions. Items to be Junked: T3 Rare Light Armor | Acq.ID 157861 | Roll IDs 167922, 167923 T3 Rare Light Armor | Acq.ID 159901 | Roll IDs 167924, 167925 T3 Rare Light Armor | Acq.ID 159904 | Roll IDs 167926, 167927 T3 Rare Light Armor | Acq.ID 159986 | Roll IDs 167928, 167929 T3 Perfect Weapon (2HBA) | Acq.ID 157831a | Roll IDs 167930, 167931, 167932 T3 Perfect Weapon (2

Identification results can be found here: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19579-freyds-evaluations/?do=findComment&comment=622578 Thank you for your business @Oscar *** A sharp female voice can be heard in the background. "Why do these always smell like hot dog water?!" It is promptly followed by the sound of a trash bin being emptied, followed by something akin to the horrid grind of a wood chipper-shredder. The last thing that can be heard is the cranking of an arm followed by the distant clatter of a deluge of coins.

Item #1 (EVAL FOR OSCAR) (SOLD FOR JUNK) Name: Endless Supply Pack Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 167586, 167857 Roll Result: LD 4, 4 (No Unique) Item Type: Light Armor Tier: T3 Quality: Rare Enhancements: REC 2 Description: A mundane-looking leather satchel that invariably has whatever you need to keep going. Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/20013-spf22-galaxy-destroyer-but-im-not-a-thss-user-night-about-the-galactic-lake/?do=findComment&comment=621325 Acquisition ID [166470] Item #2 (EVAL FOR OSCAR) (SOLD FOR JUNK) Na

"An effective tactic at this level, but not one that can necessarily be applied to all cases." Wisps of darkness rose from the ground forming a long, sinuous line in his hands. There was a flash of black, then his hands were bare again. The three remaining boars had been instantaneously turned into desiccated husks behind them. They burst simultaneously into crystallized shards like shattering obsidian, vanishing before the fragments even reached the ground. "You will find it effective, for now, but circumstances will eventually mandate the necessity and availability of other t

Item #1 (SOLD AS JUNK) Name: Dancing Clothes Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 167133, 167134, 167135 Roll Result: LD 4, 14, 7 (No Unique) Item Type: Light Armor Tier: T3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: REC 1, Light Momentum 1, EVA 1 Description: An outfit of loose-fitting, easily adjustable casual clothes meant to keep you on the move. Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/20009-sp-22-inner-demon-unleashed/?do=findComment&comment=620962 Acquisition ID [165874a] Item #2 (SOLD AS JUNK) Name: Ceremonial Breastplate Your Profes

He could only stand by and watch as the scene unfolded. It was also all he needed to do. She had this. Unfortunately for the boars, they were never going to figure that out, and kept throwing themselves at her like lemmings off a cliff. Freyd vaguely recalled the whole lemming thing having been exposed as a fraud - humans basically shoving them off that cliff from off-camera. Whatever. The point held: they were doomed. Finding himself a comfortable stone to sit upon, Freyd occupied himself by reviewing messages and reports from various field operatives. Things continued to unfold a

Item #1 Name: Reaper’s Regret Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 166976, 166977, 166978 Roll Result: LD 13, 7, 5* (*Unique on 166978) Item Type: Weapon (2HSS) Tier: T3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Fallen 1, Bleed 1, Para 1 Description: A wicked-looking spiked blade meant to deal grievous injury for any it does not slay outright. Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/20009-sp-22-inner-demon-unleashed/?do=findComment&comment=620997 Acquisition ID [165950a] Item #2 (SOLD AS JUNK) Name: Gutrender Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank

She had more then enough hit points, by now, even after only a few quests. Who was he to care if she chose to get herself gutted by bore tusks over the course of her duties. If she....wait... ahahaha.... clever girl. She defeated her Gemini in the same way, she said. Freyd had used the same trick. His had been provided by the timely pick up of an immolation potion. No flames or flickering were visible, but she was wearing atypical clothing as starting gear. His keen merchant's eye scrutinized the unusual and exceedingly scant material barely covering her form, oblivious to its more sens

Freyd offered Lyle a small nod as he pivoted to follow Morrighan, or Nisahime, or Nessa - whatever name they were going with now - back out towards the gate. The boar tusk quest brought back memories of his feud with Bacon Bits, and other mud-covered escapades from his not-so-distant past. Thinking that it might be enjoyable to watch her flounder, as so many newbies often do against early level mobs, he followed two steps behind. 'I am as her shadow,' he thought. 'How appropriate.' But he didn't actually expect her to fail, did he? He blinked as he recognized the truth of it, Freyd's

For his part, Freyd hung back and watched as she navigated the unfamiliar streets, looking for clues about her origins through mannerisms and reactions to stimuli. The woman was a blank slate, as much to herself as to others. There were no tells, no slips and no evidence whatsoever that she was anything but the empty vessel that she claimed to be. Could she have been reset, whether by accident or deliberate intervention? Wouldn't that be an interesting development, especially if the reset was caused by her death? Questions of such existential nature had plagued him repeatedly of late.

A stout, ornery looking woman with blonde hair and green eyes approached the counter. She looked at the stack of gear with a practical eye and nodded to acknowledge the request, touching the bag to absorb it into the shop's coffers. She grunted back at Oscar, telling him it might take a few minutes. *** "Aye! We've been through yer junk and found, well... it's all junk. Sorry pal, no earth-shattering discoveries this time around. Per your instructions, we've liquidated the lot." She seemed like a fiesty lass, yet completely oblivious to the double entendre in her statement. A

Identifying 10 items for Oscar, as per the following shop request: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19871-f13-merchant-freyd-edges-safe-zone/?do=findComment&comment=621640 Sunday, August 30, 2020 Evaluations Requested by Oscar http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19871-f13-merchant-freyd-edges-safe-zone/?do=findComment&comment=621640 Item #1 (EVAL FOR OSCAR) (SOLD FOR JUNK) Name: Adventurer’s Garb Your Profession: Merchant Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 166769, 166770, 166771 Roll Result: LD 15, 20, 3(No Unique) Item Type: Light Armor Tier: T3 Quality: P