Nisahime

Setting them aside, staring at them. Changing her mind she picks them back up and stashes them away. She would use them for a necklace or maybe a charm bracelet. Making more progress finding little things that she could use but was not what she was looking for. It was a bit boring and she could honestly say that she didn’t miss doing this. Remembering when she had spent days upon nights doing this same motion over and over. It was exhausting to say the least. Refreshing her buff with a hum that comes from her lips. The pulse lights up brighter, it was kinda fun. It was like a rave in the dark

The clouds still remained above her threatening rain but it was clear. Her lantern was lighting the way, securing her pathin. She really didn’t feel like taking a dive off the cliff into the rock filled waters below. Following a path that led to the lower parts of the paradise islands. Setting foot on the sands where she could already see the glowing bits of grain littering the grounds. Getting her sieve out, she had to hurry unless she wanted to wait another hour to get this done. The storm was brewing in the sky, the darker the clouds got, the darker the area around her got. Humming a tune,

After some time she had all but one gem in her inventory. The last she would have to travel for. The rain had since left the skies but the clouds remained above her. That was fine, the water just bounced off her frame anyway. She never actually got wet when it was pouring down. With the heliodor, green and red heliodor, the jade, and the pink sapphire in her grasp, she could finally move on to the next location. Traveling in the dark, it was nothing to her. The pathing was a bit different that what she was used to but the layouts of the towns were basically the same. Hop skipping over a few pl

The sun started to set and the rain started to drizzle from the greyed clouds above her. This means that she will be able to get those gems that she couldn’t while it was light out. Getting up from her spot she travels to another spot that sparkled brighter against the moon lite shy. Humming, she would even dance a little as it was more up beat than before. When the pulse presents itself below her feet she falls to her knees and begins again. The items that she was allowed to get have now shifted and it would not be much longer that she had to do this today. Shaking the strainer, that is what

After about a half hour of gathering and refreshing her music she manages to get the remaining gems that were obtainable with the day and clear sky requirements. This included the aquamarine, emerald, star sapphire, topaz, jet, opal, phantom quartz, and tourmaline. The rest were needing either rain, night time or both. The last one was not even in the zone, the same floor but it was a little ways away from here. She would continue with what she was doing until nature decided to shift its mood. Until then she would take what she could get, she would find a way to use it all eventually. After so

She pets the tiny thing with a single finger before setting him back on the ground. “We will go home here in a bit.” It hops in agreement as it just starts to run circles around Morrighan trying to pass time. She had so many pets still missing and eventually she would go hunting for them all when the time came. They also made her stronger in a way that is hard to explain. Most could even bring themselves to understand the possibility but that was not why they were made and she would leave it at that. Working her way through the sands she would find a few more piles of gold ore and mythril. The

“Better” the woman remarks as she glanced around for more sparkles in the sands. Finding one, she moves a few feet forward and gets to her knees to sift through it. The simple song allowed more drops to gems. In about ten minutes she got a jasper, spinal and a ruby. In her opinion she was making a decent headwind. She also managed to gather more iron and silver. Switching spots again, she would refresh her music and get back to work. Out of nowhere a stream of water splashes her in the face. Looking up with a glare getting ready to switch modes she sees a creature. Eyes light up in excitement

It was clear skies and day time, most of the gems could be collected in this criteria. Moving to the sparkles that lay on the sandy grounds, she takes her sieve out and gets to her knees. Pushing the tool in the sand, shaking to see what would come out. She would keep anything that was ore just because she knew that she would need it eventually. The only good thing about metallurgy here on these lands was that there was no durability. There was no need to go back to town or her house to repair her equipment, just keep it looking good. That was the ONLY good thing, everything else was shit. Eve

This was what she knew as Qilla Beach where she was from. That really wasn’t that important to the others but it helped that she could pin point these places. It was a little different, like the trees so close to the sands. Just because the jack ass made an area and put different things inside the location doesn’t make it his. It was a stolen location like every other place in Aincrad. That was one of the things that pissed her off to no end. He couldn’t even bother to take his time to create something of his own. Changing into her metallurgy gear, she had a lot to do. Drinking the rest of the

Lumana looks back with a smile “I think we can manage.” Taking a sip of her coffee before raising the cup up like you would to make a toast. “I will be back sometime tonight, hopefully the weather remains half decent. Didn't bring a brush...” saying as she walks out the front doors. Some of the gems that she needed to obtain, there needed to be rain and or had to be night. There were some that she could gather in clear skies like it was now so she had to get a move on before the weather decided to shift. Walking behind the building to that very specific location that she was shown, she brushes

“Okay, let me think for a moment” saying as she walks over to the cooking station and pulls out a small jar of white coffee beans, a mortar and pestle, with a scooper. Taking a deep breath she had to focus. For that she needed more, who is she kidding. She was fine, sleep was for humans which she was not. This was a play to get the people to see that she was bored of doing the same thing on and on. Grinding the beans with the mortar and pestle to make fine powder. She makes herself a cup of coffee that was really just for taste alone. Gathering everything back up together, she turns and leans

Getting a better look, the appraiser and the fisher dude still didn’t have an identity out of all the people here. Even Shiko had a photo up. As she was glancing around the building a woman walked up from behind her. The artisan began to say “I am Lumana, it is nice to finally meet you Nisahime. I was a jeweler back home, made my own jewelry and owned my own shop that made millions.” Morrighan would turn toward the woman with a brow raised “That is far off from what you do here. Anyway, anything specific you want me to do this time?” Lumana shakes her head “Nope just surprise us like always. I

There was something about him wanting to do his own thing instead of just being a guide that made her smile. He was gaining an identity and getting rid of the puppet nature. Arriving up at the top, there hadn’t seemed to be much in the way of falling boulders these last few times unless they just fell after she passed. “Good luck with that bucket list” she says as she pushes the metal doors inward. There was something different about this place. The interior had light blue walls now as before they were white. The stained glass windows were a see through black color with purple designs flowing

She was so close to the finish line with these crafting skills and Morrighan had to be on overdrive in order to get what she needed done. Exhaustingly she was making her way up the same swirled path that she had been up many times before this and many more to come. About half way up Shiko appears with his suit and bright red bow tie on, this time he had a clip board in his hands. “You look so tired, when was the last time you slept?” Morrighan just chuckles at the observation. “Not sure, maybe like 3 days ago. What’s with the piece of wood?” He glances down at his writing tool, “I am starting

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