Nisahime

Leaning against the mountain walls near the entrance to the path leading up to the large white cathedral. The quest was going to pop anytime. It had been a very long night and she had yet to sleep. As she had her eyes shut she was listening and feeling the ground for any vibrations or movement that may have tried to sneak up on her. This day was not going to be any shorter. She could craft something or show the people upwind what kind of gems were out in the open for others to use. She was hoping that they had a big enough display case for the amount that she would be bringing back to them. Ri

Taking the needle in the hand from the woman, “It has been an absolute pleasure having you here. We will see you next time” Anita smiles and Morrighan grins back as the woman continues to stare at herself in the mirror. Giving a huge sigh of relief, she felt exhausted now. Walking outside would show that it was night, she had been at this all day. That is what happens when you are not prepared for a huge crafting session like that and have to travel everywhere to get what is needed for it. Her Alpaca follows her out the doors as well, Morrighan gets on his back and they travel down the mountai

All movement stops, she raises her hands slowly after cutting the last stitch and tying it off. Staring at her creation, she finally blinks a couple times. Her eyes were dry from not shutting them for so long. Stepping away, “Do you want to try it on Anita?” Morrighan would say as she turned her head to meet the woman's gaze. “Uh yea sure” saying as Anita steps forward and picks the robe into her hands carefully not wanting to damage it in any way she or form. With a twist around her frame it lays on her shoulders as she pushes her arms through. It was on a thinner side but long. Anita walks t

This is when Morrighan goes into full focus mode. Everything and everyone around her does not exist. The others will see her hands moving quickly against each stroke of the needle. Each merge of fabric and leather piece is precise and nothing but perfect. Swishing her hand across the clothing to get it the right shade and color to match every seam and edge. Every button sewed on evenly apart from one another. Each edge a sliver shade to contrast with the black and red that the robe held. She wipes her forehead with her arm before continuing. They are all hovering around her, watching, observin

All she needed was her brains, a steady set of hands and a finely crafted pair of gloves which she already had in her possession so that she didn’t tear up her hands. The beginning model was done, all she needed was to make the metal pieces and belt that would hang on the fabric when it was completed. Heading back over to the blacksmithing table she would take the tongs and reheat the iron plate. Taking out her own golden hammer she would smash against the metal till she had the right shape. She did have to reheat it a few times but that was smithing for you in a nut shell. Placing the iron do

Stringing out the cobwebs carefully so as to not snap them, she would slowly create a few spool bundles of thin thread too. When that was done she would take one of the thick and thin spools and gently intertwine them together creating a braid out of the both. On completion she would go back to the spinning wheel and start making the fine fabric that would be used for the main attraction. The look and picture perfection that would soon come out of all of this. Finishing this after a few minutes, it really didn’t take long for her at all because she was already used to doing this kind of crafti

“I’m going to let these cool down. I’ll be back for them” saying as she heads to the tailoring table. There were a few sized needs and to the side of the table, what she saw surprised her. An old fashion standing spinning wheel and loom. Glancing toward the woman with a brow raising. Anita walks over with a smile “I saw that everytime you came in here you were doing everything old fashioned and thought that it would make you feel more welcome if I had the proper tools for you to use.” Morrighan glances back to the tools with slow calculated nods toward the equipment. “This will do, thank you.

Hmm this time she ended up behind the large white building. It was starting to become confusing how that shit worked. Wandering to the front, pushing open the large metal doors with both hands. “Lucas, I need your table.” Making her way toward the blacksmithing table they would exchange nods as she pulled the iron and mythril chunks out of her bag. The man had the heat already on for her, how polite. Tossing the iron in the bowl first, she would wait for it to become liquid and pour it into a large plated mold. To be fair she skipped a step but this game worked differently than what she was us

“Hmm well I would ask if you had any of those raid tokens but we all know those don’t exist here, sooo.” Placing an index finger on his chin looking up to the mid day skies. “Nothing, I got nothing. How about a simple conversation when you're not in a rush every now and again. Does that seem fair to you?” She was surprised, wished that all the trades were that easy. “Sure I can do that. I will even come back when I am done doing my challenge to have a little chat.” A simple nod as he digs through his pockets and pulls out a small scaly orange thing. That was what she needed. “Thank you Williar

After some time walking through the town she would be at the last gateway into town. She would smile as she finds a man in dark reddish brown metal armor leaning against the wall. “There you are” saying as she approached him. He kicked himself off the wall and raised the front of his helmet up. “Nisahime, as I live and breathe. It has been a very long time. What brings you to stand here in front of me today?” It has been a while. This was the first time since she had been in this game that she had to speak to him. A very unusual thought how he would remember her so fondly, didn’t think that sh

Heading out of the cave, making her way back to the large white building. Walking around the mansion where Lucas explained a certain spot that allowed her to teleport out. Waving her hand lightly around the air around her, she would eventually hit that sweet spot that allowed a portal to appear. Now that she knew where it was she would look to her map and memorize the coordinates before passing into the swirling entrance. Arriving at the gates of the first floor town of beginnings, the entry point would vanish behind her. Glancing around, she needed to find that guard. She didn’t really know w

“Wow that is lucky,” saying she takes her knife back out cutting more webs for the thin thread that had to be made. Minutes turned into hours as she was now clanking on rocks to get the iron and mythril chunks that were needed for the metal plates. This was a little more time consuming but so was everything else she was doing. She still needed to go to the town of beginnings to talk to the guard so that she could try convincing him to give a scale up. She was not sure what he would want. She would just fight a dragon herself but was also unsure if a mystical creature like the one she needed co

She was unsure there energy left if they were picked off of, she could keep a close eye on them just to make sure. Carving the fleece off the Alpaca she would notice that they were starting to look a little bit bald. They looked like a poodle with a fancy hair cut that just had a buzz cut. Patting their head, “Come on buddy, we got things to do.” While walking back in the direction she came from she sees a cave that wasn’t there before, or she wasn’t looking in the right direction to see it. Curious to know what content it had inside, she headed right in. Turning her lantern on, it was a bit d

Hopping over a boulder, there was indeed a clearing of bright green healthy grass. In the pasture that lays a few sheep, a goat or two and an alpaca? “HEY YOU get your furry butt over here.” The banana yellow colored Alpaca turns to the voice and instantly gets super excited to see the familiar face. It started jumping toward her and the last hop was at Morrighan causing her to have to either catch the animal or let it tumble her, she chose the first option. Holding the fleece thing like a baby, they rub their head against hers. “Yea I missed you too buddy” saying as small chuckles would relea

She had a lot of stuff to gather and make. If she wanted to get done by nightfall then she had to get a move on. She would start to walk down the mountain path but then stop. This place has been known to be useful with some of the materials that she needed. Maybe there was a cave or something around here that she could get more webs or a pasture of some kind. It was grass mountain so maybe she would get lucky. Turning she would walk around for a while to get a lay of the land. In the distance she would hear what sounded like goats and sheep. Interesting, this was never heard before now. Maybe

“Well like we said before, that is up to you. We have been out of it for so long that we are all trying to get our bearings still. Whatever you choose to make or do will be fine with us. You really have nothing to prove and we trust your judgment.” A statement that Morrighan shook her head once taken back by the clear explanation of it all. This is what she was waiting to hear from them, improvement. “If that is the case I will make something called the Ancient Alban Knight Robe. I will need to trouble you for your table later Lucas” turning her head to meet Lucas’s eye that turns to the call

They looked like tiger lilies, it was a nice touch. Pushing them open there were only a few that were standing in the doorway waiting. The others were at their stations working on something. Interesting change of pace, what could they possibly be working on. Athena walks through the crowd of people with a hand held out “I am Anita, it is a pleasure to meet you with a clear head Nisahime.” That got Morrighan's attention, she takes the hand and shakes with a brow raised. “Does this mean that everyone that is working right now has remembered who they were?” The woman follows Nisahime's eyes towar

“What, this old thing? It’s my outfit that I frequented most days back in the other place. I remembered that I used to make drinks for people behind a bar table.” That bright red bow tie was still attached to the outfit, it was a nice touch. The suit was a dark purple color with a black under shirt. “Well it suits you bud” it was a different look but it really did look better than the ragged leathers and piece mill plate armor that he was wearing. The rest of the travel up was silent but that was fine. There was not much more that she wanted to say to the man. She was just glad that things and

Taking a mental note, traveling up wondering who else would reveal themselves today. Guess that wasn’t really a fair statement, the better question was who remembered being a real human being. These people were not gods at all, they were just regular people that were branded by the cardinal system to become actors for his satisfaction. This was a cruel world that needed to be set right and in time it would be but that was just the thing, time. She knew this better than anyone, she was trapped in a dungeon of his own making for years and now look where she was. He will not keep her contained or

For some reason she felt like she needed it asap. Not sure why or when it was going to be relevant but the feeling was strong. Cutting through a few more pieces, a chime of her HUD causes her to pause. “Right on time” saying as she puts the webs in her satchel and opens the message. It was the invite, she gladly accepts it and starts to wander out the cavern. Instead of walking out the exit, she waves her hand in the air to make a portal. Walking through, it closes the moment her feet hit the dirt ground. Looking up to the path leading up to the mountain, she gives a sigh as she starts heading

Just starting tailoring, remembering how utterly time consuming this skill was in the past. These mechanics didn’t seem as demanding which in some ways was good. Less effort for more reward. Morrighan was in a cave with her tiny knife peeling softly away at the webs that littered the corner. She knew that there could be an easier way but that was more time consuming. On second thought maybe not. Morrighan had gotten a strange message from Lium the other day and she had not had the time to pursue what he had grasped. Maybe she would do that today. The text was confusing but it said it was impor

9/11/25 (Crafting Respite: 248622, Ambition: 250729, Sewing Room (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt) Tailor {To Rank 2} Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 252955 CD: 1 LD: 18 Critical Failure - 7 (+6 Ambition) 2 252956 CD: 7

9/10/25 (Crafting Respite: 248621, Ambition: 250728, Recording Studio (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Uaithne (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 252747 CD: 1 +1 LD: 20 Critical Failure - 7 (+6 Ambition) 2 252748 CD: 6

9/9/25 (Crafting Respite: 248619, Ambition: 250725, Recording Studio (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Uaithne (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 252680 CD: 7 +1 LD: 1 Uncommon - 9 (+6 Ambition) 2 252681 CD: 1 +1

9/8/25 (Crafting Respite: 248618, Ambition: 250723, Recording Studio (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Uaithne (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 252648 CD: 10 +1 LD: 8 Rare - 11 (+6 Ambition) 2 252649 CD: 10 +1