Nisahime

Kept to the girls heels, Nisa would look on as Freya would share some words with Alissa. Seemed despite the changes that this girl had somehow remained. As Freya would again turn to handing coin and letting others do her work for her, Nisa couldn't help but sigh in an exhaustive irritation. "Your never going to learn anything unless... Alissa!" Nisa would bark up into the rafters, causing the girl to pause. "She is going to do it, these damn people have forgotten how to do any sort of honest work I swear." Causing the NPC red head to stair back with a smile, as if she was waiting for it.

"Come on, up the ladder." Pointing toward it. "Go, I'll tag along and show you how it works." Starting up the ladder rung by rung, they'd both see themselves into the upper floor. The spinning wheel outside attached to a rod that came in and connected to center pillar. Beneath it a large hunk of stone that spun through a set of carefully placed gears. "I'll take those, keep the hopper open." Nisa offers to Alissa who would seek the ladder and begin to head down. "Its quite simple, put the wheat in here." Gesturing toward a large open square chute, and dropping a couple of bushels into it. "Then, you go to these two levers." Grabbing onto the one on the left, as Freya would put the rest in.

A hearty tug sees the chute close up, as the lever comes back toward her. "Now the second..." Nisa grabs the second with both hands and pulls hard, hearing some clank inside the center shaft and transitioning into a stable grinding noise. "Now we head back down and get a bag ready, there will be a receptacle it will be collecting at the bottom. Sometimes I wonder how you survived this long." Nisa would be the first down, looking for an empty linen sack to hand the blonde once she would descend after her.

As the forces of the abyss would continue to enter the chamber in wave after wave, Morrighan would make it to the back side. Opposite the stairs they descended down, the woman would begin to inspect the entryway. It would appear that the barriers were in place in full swing, which means that this place was likely completely untouched. Until now. The woman would look back at the little gathering, and it would appear that they were doing quite well against the coming forces. Hopefully they could hold out long enough to actually make it to the end. There was a conversation she had to hold, so despite her situation she would have to push a little to help ensure their success. A turn of her hand would see a flash of light, revealing a weapon that she was not ready to brandish on full blast yet. But it would appear that the cardinal system was less vigilant here if at all.

A shield wrapping around her left arm not entirely unlike Eruda's, the woman hoists it linearly and a blast of power would see itself free. A wave of dust and sand would explode out from her. "Finish Dullahan, while they are blinded." The woman barked an order for the first time since FTK.

Post Action | Sand Burst?

Players:
Nisahime | HP: 874/874 | EN: 94/94 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:2 | LD:2
Simmoné | HP: 874/874 | EN: 32/114 | DMG: 27 | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA:4 | REC: 8 | LD:14 | PROSP:6 | QTY: 2
Celeste | HP: 920/920 | EN: 23/114 | DMG: 29 | MIT:78 | ACC:8 | PHASE | EVA:3 | BH:37 | HLY: 16 | BRN: 56 | LD: 2 | HYPER [0/3]
Kasumi | HP: 874/874 | EN: 64/114 | DMG: 29 | MIT:20 | ACC:7{+1} | KEEN: 1 | PHASE | EVA:6 | BH:26 | STC: 40 | PARA-V | LD:3
Raidou | HP: 874/874 | EN: 89/114 | DMG: 26 | MIT:177 | ACC:6 | AA | F-SPIRIT | EVA:6 | BH:48 | VAMP-D: 96 | REC: 8 | LD:8
Shiina | HP: 943/943 | EN: 109/114 | DMG: 1 | MIT:256 | ACC: 1 | EVA:2 | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | THORNS:72 | BH:28 | HB: 38 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | LD: 2

Enemies:
[0/0/1/0/2/0] Blinker #1 | HP: 85/700 | DMG: 280 | MIT: 120 | ACC: 2 | EVA: 1 | Stun Immunity [0/3]
[0/0/1/0/2/0] Blinker #2 | HP: 85/700 | DMG: 280 | MIT: 120 | ACC: 2 | EVA: 1 | Stun Immunity [0/3]
[0/0/0/1/2/0] Dullahan | HP: 1524/2000 | DMG: 360 | MIT: 160{-20} | ACC: 3 | EVA: 3 | [Shatter 1:2] | Stun Immunity [0/3]

• Critical (MD 9): Deals 400 DMG to the target with the highest hate. Also deals 240 DMG to every other player.
• Critical (MD 10): Deals 440 DMG to the target with the highest hate. Also deals 340 DMG to every other player.

*Rhino's Horns Reset due to combat end, -> Moved Floor 27

A break into a couple hearty claps, about as condescending as always. "Good job, pretty punctual in comparison to before." Morrighan offers as she'd lift a single slip of red paper. It would look almost like a japanese style talisman. "I got what I need, come along." she'd offer them as the group would be invited to follow along behind her. The pass she needed was hidden in the walls of a cavern deep underground, what an easy find when you knew where to look. Yet not many would know what the hell they stumbled upon or even how to use it. Which was probably for the better. Up to the newly unlocked floor of all places, she scoured the feeling that would lead her to where she needed to be. The walks of Braso, into the concealed place where they would train new soldiers. They knew not where they stood, and as Morrighan would look to the shield and sword symbol etched upon its opening it would flash in silver. The entire tunnel would transition to something else entirely. "Ready? I sure hope so. This is going to be tough, you haven't faced anything like this before."

The ominous warning was a valid one, as she'd wander into the place and it would reveal a pale yellow lit chamber. A statue stood upon a pedestal on its center, one of a hooded figure that sported a pair of wings. The Face of the God of Destruction and Annihilation. On his final trial waiting for his ally to be born. An outstretched pair of hands lingering over a square platform. "Pile around, It's time to visit where heroes go to die. Welcome dear heralds, to Peaca Abyss." Once they all stood upon the platform, she'd drop the pass which once it touches the pad, it would flash and they would move not unlike a teleport gate, or the repurposed moon gate. Pick your poison.

Post Action | Battle Plans -> Auto Open T4 Dungeon

Players:
Nisahime | HP: 874/874 | EN: 94/94 | DMG: 1{+4} | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:2 | LD:2
Simmoné | HP: 874/874 | EN: 45/114 | DMG: 27{+4} | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA:4 | REC: 8 | LD:14 | PROSP:6 | QTY: 2
Celeste | HP: 920/920 | EN: 32/114 | DMG: 29{+4} | MIT:78 | ACC:8 | PHASE | EVA:3 | BH:37 | HLY: 16 | BRN: 56 | LD: 2
Kasumi | HP: 874/874 | EN: 68/114 | DMG: 29{+4} | MIT:20 | ACC:7{+1} | KEEN: 1 | PHASE | EVA:6 | BH:26 | STC: 40 | PARA-V | LD:3
Raidou | HP: 874/874 | EN: 90/114 | DMG: 26{+4} | MIT:177 | ACC:6 | AA | F-SPIRIT | EVA:6 | BH:48 | VAMP-D: 96 | REC: 8 | LD:8
Shiina | HP: 943/943 | EN: 100/114 | DMG: 1{+4} | MIT:256 | ACC: 1 | EVA:2 | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | THORNS:72 | BH:28 | HB: 38 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | LD: 2

Enemies:
Cloaker #1 | HP: 400/400 | DMG: 180 | MIT: 60 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 1
Cloaker #2 | HP: 400/400 | DMG: 180 | MIT: 60 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 1
Cloaker #3 | HP: 400/400 | DMG: 180 | MIT: 60 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 1
Cloaker #4 | HP: 400/400 | DMG: 180 | MIT: 60 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 1

On Deck:
Blinker #1 | HP: 700/700 | DMG: 280 | MIT: 120 | ACC: 2 | EVA: 1
Blinker #2 | HP: 700/700 | DMG: 280 | MIT: 120 | ACC: 2 | EVA: 1
Dullahan | HP: 2000/2000 | DMG: 360 | MIT: 160 | ACC: 3 | EVA: 3
Critical (MD 9): Deals 400 DMG to the target with the highest hate. Also deals 240 DMG to every other player.
Critical (MD 10): Deals 440 DMG to the target with the highest hate. Also deals 340 DMG to every other player.

As soon as the rabble from prior would reconvene with the woman in white hair, as she had found her way downward rather quickly. "Thank you all for arriving so readily." She'd remark with an obvious hint of sarcasm, twisted into a tone that would convey the opposite. The giant in the room would stir just as fast, moving a heavy club in its right hand up in defiance and tapping it twice upon the rough hewn stone for good measure. Heavy slams echo off the walls in loud booms. "Oh dear, I don't think he likes you lot." she'd offer as the woman would start to run her hand along the stone on the far end of the cavern. It would be obvious that she was here for something, and whatever was here before her arrival was not of her concern. If they wished to accompany her it would be on them to deal with the new mess they walked into.

Players:
Shiina | HP: 943/943 | EN: 100/114 | DMG: 1{+4} | MIT:256 | ACC: 1 | EVA:2 | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | THORNS:72 | BH:28 | HB: 38 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | LD: 2
Nisahime | HP: 874/874 | EN: 94/94 | DMG: 1{+4} | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:2 | LD:2
Celeste | HP: 920/920 | EN: 56/114 | DMG: 29{+4} | MIT:78 | ACC:8 | PHASE | EVA:3 | BH:37 | HLY: 16 | BRN: 56 | LD: 2 | HYPER [1/3]
Simmoné | HP: 874/874 | EN: 62/114 | DMG: 27{+4} | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA:4 | REC: 8 | LD:14 | PROSP:6 | QTY: 2
Kasumi | HP: 874/874 | EN: 88/114 | DMG: 29{+4} | MIT:20 | ACC:7{+1} | KEEN: 1 | PHASE | EVA:6 | BH:26 | STC: 40 | PARA-V | LD:3
Raidou | HP: 874/874 | EN: 97/114 | DMG: 26{+4} | MIT:177 | ACC:6 | AA | F-SPIRIT | EVA:6 | BH:48 | VAMP-D: 96 | REC: 8 | LD:8

Enemies:
[0/0/0/0/0/0] Ugzeke | HP: 3100/3100 | MIT: 160 | DMG: 300 | ACC: 2 | EVA: -1

Oblivious | Every turn, unless <<Ugzeke>> rolls CD 5+, he will remain oblivious to the enemy party and refuse to attack. This skill is disabled once <<Ugzeke>> becomes <<In Pain>>.
In Pain | Once <<Ugzeke’s>> health reaches 1200, he will become enraged as his skin turns red and he notices the party fully. His ACC is reduced to 1, but his EVA is increased to 2.
Smash | On an MD 9-10, his attack will hit the entire party for 225 DMG, lowering everyone’s ACC by 1 for two turns.
Hard Hitter | <<Ugzeke’s>> attacks cannot be parried.

The woman would stop noticing yet another trembling bleeding itself through the terrain, showing truly that there was a bit more frequenting the area then usual. However still, this proved that they would need to handle this batch before they could progress. "I think I see a spot you all missed." She'd goad with an extended left arm, offering a point to where the wiggling lay. A curious little form of stasis, these little prying eyes provided. A brief distraction to slow them down if nothing else. This would be the point where Morrighan would leave them to it, moving hastily for the point at which she could dive into the Abyss. A space would surely be found rather quickly, but all she would muster is clearing the space that she'd need. For the breach into the underbelly upon an entirely different floor. She just hoped that this little gaggle following her today would not underestimate its occupants.

Post Action | Sand Dollar [3/6] 235230 -> LD: 16 {Success}

Players:
Celeste | HP: 920/920 | EN: 56/114 | DMG: 29 | MIT:78 | ACC:8 | PHASE | EVA:3 | BH:37 | HLY: 16 | BRN: 56 | LD: 2 | HYPER [1/3]
Simmoné | HP: 874/874 | EN: 62/114 | DMG: 27 | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA:4 | REC: 8 | LD:14 | PROSP:6 | QTY: 2
Nisahime | HP: 874/874 | EN: 94/94 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:2 | LD:2
Shiina | HP: 943/943 | EN: 105/114 | DMG: 1 | MIT:256 | ACC: 1 | EVA:2 | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | THORNS:72 | BH:28 | HB: 38 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | LD: 2
Kasumi | HP: 874/874 | EN: 97/114 | DMG: 29 | MIT:20 | ACC:7{+1} | KEEN: 1 | PHASE | EVA:6 | BH:26 | STC: 40 | PARA-V | LD:3
Raidou | HP: 874/874 | EN: 104/114 | DMG: 26 | MIT:177 | ACC:6 | AA | F-SPIRIT | EVA:6 | BH:48 | VAMP-D: 96 | REC: 8 | LD:8

Enemies:
Sand Dollar #7 | HP: 25/25 | DMG: 10 | MIT: 5
Sand Dollar #8 | HP: 25/25 | DMG: 10 | MIT: 5
Sand Dollar #9 | HP: 25/25 | DMG: 10 | MIT: 5
Sand Dollar #10 | HP: 25/25 | DMG: 10 | MIT: 5
Sand Dollar #11 | HP: 25/25 | DMG: 10 | MIT: 5
Sand Dollar #12 | HP: 25/25 | DMG: 10 | MIT: 5
Stacked: Defeating a Sand Dollar will result in the Players getting +200 EXP each, as well as +2,000 Col to split however they please at the end of the thread.
Heavy Pockets: Once a group of Sand Dollars is defeated, one of the players may roll CD. On a CD 10, Unidentified Demonic T4 Trinkets are found. On a CD 11, Unidentified Demonic T4 Weapons are found. On a CD 12, Unidentified Demonic T4 Armors are found.  These rolls are not affected by buffs, and the amount of equipment found is equal to the players present in the party.
Few Stragglers: No more than two groups of Sand Dollars can be found in a single thread.

*Optimal Turn Order Shift

A slow and nearly patronizing clap of her hands, she'd watch on as the party would tear their respective foe limb from digital limb. The thing could barely stand at all, let alone turn to face the group. They were becoming rather proficient in their slaughtering of this insistent nuisance. "You think he felt that one?" The woman would goad from her place upon the shore, counting down the seconds once those prying eyes would finally be removed from the playing field. The soft crunch of sand as she'd start to trace the fault lines, looking for a place where she could breach into the realms below. Where she sought out this time? Where the spark of divinity first occurred, curious if she could find any of her lingering energy there to begin to curb the existence of Elsinore directly from the source at which it was born. But this would mean taking this rabble into the depths of the Abyss and exiting unscathed....

Players:
Nisahime | HP: 874/874 | EN: 94/94 | DMG: 1{+4} | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:2 | LD:2
Celeste | HP: 920/920 | EN: 91/114 | DMG: 29{+4} | MIT:78 | ACC:8 | PHASE | EVA:3 | BH:37 | HLY: 16 | BRN: 56 | LD: 2
Simmoné | HP: 874/874 | EN: 91/114 | DMG: 27{+4} | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | AA  | EVA:4 | REC: 8 | LD:14 | PROSP:6 | QTY: 2
Kasumi | HP: 874/874 | EN: 91/114 | DMG: 29{+4} | MIT:20 | ACC:7{+1} | KEEN: 1 | PHASE | EVA:6 | BH:26 | STC: 40 | PARA-V | LD:3
Raidou | HP: 874/874 | EN: 90/114 | DMG: 26{+4} | MIT:177 | ACC:6 | AA | F-SPIRIT | EVA:6 | BH:48 | VAMP-D: 96 | REC: 8 | LD:8
Shiina | HP: 943/943 | EN: 104/114 | DMG: 1{+4} | MIT:256 | ACC: 1 | EVA:2 | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | THORNS:72 | BH:28 | HB: 38 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | LD: 2

Enemies:
[0/1/2/1/2/0] Sand’s Claw | HP: 1700/4000 | DMG: 220 | MIT: 125 | ACC: 3 | EVA: -1 | Stun Immunity [0/4]

• Tough Shell: This monster’s MIT and ACC cannot be reduced, and it remains unaffected by Incarcerate, Paralysis and Freeze effects.
• Too Large: Familiars’ Grappling Skill cannot be used to stun the boss. Only normal stuns will work on it as a result of SAs or skills being used, and they will have a 4 turn cooldown.
• Pincer Attack: Sand’s Claw will attack two times during its turn, targeting the player with the highest hate, and then the player with the second highest hate. Perform one attack roll for each attack.
• Sand Cloud: Upon rolling CD 9+ and LD 10+ during one of its attacks, the boss will instead raise a cloud of sand from the beach, lowering each player’s ACC by -1 for their next two turns. This effect does not stack and any further activations will refresh its duration.
• King’s Grip: On an MD 10, Sand’s Claw will lower the target’s MIT by 15 for the next two turns. This effect stacks up to two times, and any further activations will refresh its duration.
• Bubble Spray: On an MD 10 and CD 6+, Sand’s Claw will instead hit the entire party for 125 unmitigated DMG, lowering every player’s EVA by 1 for two turns. This effect does not stacked and any further activations will refresh its duration.
• Gobble Up: If the boss’ health reaches 2000, on its next turn it will skip its attack and start eating rocks. It must be hit with 3 or more Delay SAs until its next turn, otherwise it will expend it on healing 1000 HP. This can only occur once per battle.
• Soft Skin: Once afflicted with Bleed, the effect will not wear off for the remainder of the battle.
• Unguarded Sides: Area of Effect attacks consume twice the base energy, but deal 50% (rounded up) more damage.

A turn of her hand would see it seek out the space in the sand. A point to where the crab would inevitably emerge. "It needs to be handled, otherwise it will prevent my exit." She'd offer those that stood near her upon the waters edge. "I do not want our overseer to know what I have planned, and I am convinced there are a number of bells in place to ring if anything is amiss. That is why I welcome your intrusion so readily. You can at least make yourselves useful." She'd not elude to the deeper facts of the matter, or dig in deeper as to what her plan fully entailed. Hell at the end of the day, the only two people who knew more then most was the blonde and the whisper. That was due to the fact they were not as intrusive as the others had been, and were more ready to take things for what they were.

Players:
Nisahime | HP: 874/874 | EN: 94/94 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:2 | LD:2
Shiina | HP: 943/943 | EN: 114/114 | DMG: 1 | MIT:256 | ACC: 1 | EVA:2 | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | THORNS:72 | BH:28 | HB: 38 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | LD: 2
Simmoné | HP: 874/874 | EN: 114/114 | DMG: 27 | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | AA  | EVA:4 | REC: 8 | LD:14 | PROSP:6 | QTY: 2
Kasumi | HP: 874/874 | EN: 114/114 | DMG: 29 | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | KEEN: 1 | PHASE | EVA:6 | BH:26 | STC: 40 | PARA-V | LD:3
Celeste | HP: 920/920 | EN: 114/114 | DMG: 29 | MIT:78 | ACC:8 | PHASE | EVA:3 | BH:37 | HLY: 16 | BRN: 56 | LD: 2
Raidou | HP: 874/874 | EN: 114/114 | DMG: 26 | MIT:177 | ACC:6 | AA  | F-SPIRIT | EVA:6 | BH:48 | VAMP-D: 96 | REC: 8 | LD:8

Enemies:
[0/0/0/0/0/0] Sand’s Claw | HP: 4000/4000 | DMG: 220 | MIT: 125 | ACC: 3 | EVA: -1

• Tough Shell: This monster’s MIT and ACC cannot be reduced, and it remains unaffected by Incarcerate, Paralysis and Freeze effects.
• Too Large: Familiars’ Grappling Skill cannot be used to stun the boss. Only normal stuns will work on it as a result of SAs or skills being used, and they will have a 4 turn cooldown.
• Pincer Attack: Sand’s Claw will attack two times during its turn, targeting the player with the highest hate, and then the player with the second highest hate. Perform one attack roll for each attack.
• Sand Cloud: Upon rolling CD 9+ and LD 10+ during one of its attacks, the boss will instead raise a cloud of sand from the beach, lowering each player’s ACC by -1 for their next two turns. This effect does not stack and any further activations will refresh its duration.
• King’s Grip: On an MD 10, Sand’s Claw will lower the target’s MIT by 15 for the next two turns. This effect stacks up to two times, and any further activations will refresh its duration.
• Bubble Spray: On an MD 10 and CD 6+, Sand’s Claw will instead hit the entire party for 125 unmitigatable DMG, lowering every player’s EVA by 1 for two turns. This effect does not stacked and any further activations will refresh its duration.
• Gobble Up: If the boss’ health reaches 2000, on its next turn it will skip its attack and start eating rocks. It must be hit with 3 or more Delay SAs until its next turn, otherwise it will expend it on healing 1000 HP. This can only occur once per battle.
• Soft Skin: Once afflicted with Bleed, the effect will not wear off for the remainder of the battle.
• Unguarded Sides: Area of Effect attacks consume twice the base energy, but deal 50% (rounded up) more damage.

A sense of normalcy, an attire worn yet transitioned away just as quickly as it could be. Freya was more then capable of finishing her studies, and motions would carry the white haired woman back to her own pale reflection. It was how the game saw her, not how she would view herself. Moreover her circumventing of the games restrictions and the undermining of the over watch that would forbid her to act had been making movement. She knew what she had to do, and the assistant in that escapade was the blonde. Mimicking her behavior, her mindset and her restrictions would fool the system into believing she was a player. The proof was shown in her recent encounter with Lugh, how he seemed to actually take note of her and attempted to attack her. It seems that fact was lost on those that accompanied her that day. Standing upon the beach, she'd prepared to push on ahead with those that would seek her out.

<<Assist System Engaged>>
Level: 33
Paragon: 28
Tier: 4
True Tier: 7

Final EXP reward: +0%

Activated:
True Light Lantern | +1 ACC, +1 LD {NISAHIME/PARTY}
Paragon (10) | +1 LD while Searching/Looting
Guild Rank 1 | +1% Final EXP reward

Consumed:
Bottomless Tea Wares (Gungir's/Eva 2 [Feast - 152493]) {RAIDOU} [1/6]
Unfathomable Red Vials (Gungir's/Protein 2 [Feast - 205487]) {CELESTE} [0/6]
Lunchbox of Everlasting Memories (Gungir's/Mitigation 3 [Feast - 205491]) {NISAHIME} [1/6]
CUPCAKES, INFINITE CUPCAKES (Gungir's/Overhealth 3 [Feast - 205492]) {SHIINA} [1/6]

Nisahime | HP: 874/874 | EN: 94/94 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:2 | LD:2

Purchase

Experience Boon | [2 Tokens] x 2
Gain +1600 EXP. This effect applies immediately upon purchase and cannot be traded away.

Following the girl through the more player defined routes, not used to the shift in tempo. It was almost painfully slow to travel like this, but Nisa would oblige her way of doing things for now. The familiar farmlands met with a windmill that spun lightly on the coming wind. The barley and wheat being folded as the wind would blow. A sharp inhale and exhale from Nisa would remind her so gracefully where her journey began all that time ago. A mid day sun, the bleating of sheep. "Wonder if Duncan is still around here somewhere..." She'd murmur beneath her breath, recalling the memory where not many would pay her the time of day yet that man did.

A flash of silver light would see her attire change, one that she sported during times of peace. When more tranquil practices would occur, either being trade routes or simple grunt work. As if on autopilot, she'd meander out into the fields of golden brown. Trained hands upon dried stocks, snaps as she'd trace fingers to the root from the bundle and collect those worth taking. Within minutes, before a conversation between Freya and the villager would even occur she'd have a mountain of the stuff. Wiping her right arm against her forehead, she'd collect her yield and look off wistfully.

"Hikko..." Folding her arms, knowing she'd not find her dimensional broom any time soon to sweep this away for safe keeping. "Right!" she'd chirp as she'd spot the blonde hair peaking out over the stocks. "I got a little carried away, here." Piling a nice drove of 19 into the girls hands, completing a fully ripe and ready batch ready to be traded in for a reward. Yet such rewards no longer exist, and those involved were lost to time. "We need to grind it down." Tilting her head in a jerk toward the windmill cresting the hill, it would need ground up into a white powder before it could be used.

Thread Closure:
Nisahime | [Word Count: 4236/10 = 423.6] * [True Tier: 6] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 1601 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 240 col
Griswold | [Word Count: 4236/10 = 423.6] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 2135 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 320 col
Simmone | [Word Count: 4236/10 = 423.6] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 2135 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 320 col
Shiina | [Word Count: 4236/10 = 423.6] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 2135 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 320 col                                    
1 Page = 400 Col

Event Reward:
1 * Mon

Guild Reward:
1 * Guild Token {ea.}
2 * Guild Token {Simmone/Treasurer}

Quest Reward:
Nisahime | 5000 * 1.26 = 6300
Griswold | 5000 * 1.26 = 6300
Simmone | 5000 * 1.26 = 6300
Shiina | 5000 * 1.26 = 6300

Grand Totals:
Nisahime | 1601 + 6300 = 7901 EXP
1 * Guild Token
1 * Mon
<<Forgotten King's Authority>>
Envious Betrayal (T3/Heavy/Perfect) [235124a] Mitigation 2, Thorns 1

Griswold | 2135 + 6300 = 8435 EXP
1 * Mon
<<Forgotten King's Authority>>

Simmone | 2135 + 6300 = 8435 EXP
5 * Guild Token
<<Forgotten King's Authority>>
TOTAL COL: 1600 {Thread Closure/Laurel} + 40000 {Quest} + 15750 {Dropped} = 57350 col
MATERIALS: 4
Rare T4 Armor/Shield (1) | [235123a] 
                                                               
Shiina | 2135 + 6300 = 8435 EXP
1 * Mon
<<Forgotten King's Authority>>

This was just about over, Morrighan knew that it wouldn't be more then a few moments. This was her opportunity, before the creature was slain. She'd close the gap she'd held from the group for most of this encounter, the clicking of her heels seemed to echo at a much harsher audio then they should. Next to Griswold she'd kneel, staring down at the bound foe and into its empty eyes. "You are unfit for a crown, one you were made to wear. You are no king, and your sovereignty is nothing more then a farce." The woman would respond with a cold malice, looking upon its jagged crown with irritation. "A father has contemned you to hell, to endlessly face those that would wander into this chamber ad Infinium. A never ending conflict and yet still you hold your allegiance. Your faith upon an unjust lord. And his larceny will be your undoing. So far you've fallen Lugh, what you once stood for. Who you once served, and your true people. I am wasting my breath, for you are forbidden from such a time and such a memory. The Forbidden Time King, the irony isn't lost on me."

Reaching up to the wrist Griswold held, she'd unclip a silver bracelet that sat upon its wrist. "To harness the storm, yet you do so poorly. An unbridled and untamed show of force. I will see it used correctly. A tempest upon focal." Standing, she'd manifest a gold band in a flash of silver. Taking the two, they were nearly mirrors. Turning over the gold she'd snap them together and create a metallic cuff as they seemed to click together. "Finish him. He is an abomination."

Players:
Nisahime | HP: 851/851 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | LD:2
Shiina | HP: 920/920 | EN: 105/112 | DMG: 1 | ACC: 1 | MIT:256 | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | THORNS:72 | BH:28 | HB: 37 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | LD: 2
Simmoné | HP: 851/851 | EN: 64/112 | DMG: 27 | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA:4{-1} | REC: 8 | LD:11 | QTY: 2 | HYPER [0/3]
Griswold | HP: 919/920 | EN: 85/92 | DMG: 17 | MIT:282 | ACC:6 | AA | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA:-1{-1} | FL.THORNS: 16/32 | THORNS:112 | BH:37 | LD: 2 | HYPER [2/3]

Enemies:
[0/0/4/14] The Forgotten Time King | HP: 228/3000 | DMG: 275 | MIT: 100 | ACC: 3 | [FL. Thorns 32/2]

• Forgotten King's Authority | This boss is immune to debuffs and disablements.

The halberd would rush past her, spiraling into the white fog and creating a temporary clearing as it passes by. The players had earnestly become quite powerful in their own right, proving that the shackles broken had allowed them all to reach much greater heights. This was reflecting the changes that were occurring elsewhere, that which their binding was held were gaining power in equal measure. Although the power they'd wield would only be a small fraction, it gave her the very thing she needed to remain strong. Such was the way of a contract formed, which doubled down on these facsimile. The best she could do was prepare for the final confrontation, be ready to offer her aid if the need arose. It would not be easy to face this 'Kaiba' in his own domain, or a world of his own design. He'd cheat, he'd lie and he'd steal to meet his goals. Such was the way of a panicked king. Ironic that he was so easily reflected upon his creation that lay deadlocked in its position.

Players:
Nisahime | HP: 851/851 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | LD:2
Simmoné | HP: 851/851 | EN: 76/112 | DMG: 27{+4} | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA:4{-1} | REC: 8 | LD:11 | QTY: 2
Griswold | HP: 920/920 | EN: 78/92 | DMG: 17{+4} | MIT:282 | ACC:6 | AA | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA:-1{-1} | FL.THORNS: 16/32 | THORNS:112 | BH:37 | LD: 2 | HYPER [1/3]
Shiina | HP: 920/920 | EN: 102/112 | DMG: 1 | ACC: 1 | MIT:256 | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | THORNS:72 | BH:28 | HB: 37 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | LD: 2

Enemies:
[0/3/11/0] The Forgotten Time King | HP: 844/3000 | DMG: 275 | MIT: 100 | ACC: 3

• Forgotten King's Authority | This boss is immune to debuffs and disablements.

*Optimal Turn Order

The spark had done the trick, offering just a little more to the others. Ebbing on the side of caution as to not draw the attentions too hastily of the games master. She was yet ready to face him directly, and without her partner she would likely have to prepare in heavier magnitudes. Despite that this world was not her own, the people trapped within it were. Her investment would be equal to her partners, and was why she took such a direct interest to restoring his pride. If he could find the strength to stand again, by her side then when the inevitable conflict would return they would be ready to remove another arm. But not here, and not within this timeline. Odd that despite her state, she was seeking odes to power within a facsimile using her place within the heart to find the power to stand. Moreover in her efforts that gateway would remain closed and inaccessible. This was not her world, it was not a world at all but a mirror. Within this mirror however, still rested the lives of the misbegotten and within those lives she would find strength. 

Players:
Nisahime | HP: 851/851 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | LD:2
Shiina | HP: 920/920 | EN: 107/112 | DMG: 1 | ACC: 1 | MIT:256 | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | THORNS:72 | BH:28 | HB: 37 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | LD: 2
Simmoné | HP: 851/851 | EN: 77/112 | DMG: 27 | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA:4{-1} | REC: 8 | LD:11 | QTY: 2
Griswold | HP: 920/920 | EN: 71/92 | DMG: 17 | MIT:282 | ACC:6 | AA | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA:-1{-1} | FL.THORNS: 16/32 | THORNS:112 | BH:37 | LD: 2 | HYPER [0/3]

Enemies:
[0/0/2/8] The Forgotten Time King | HP: 1417/3000 | DMG: 275 | MIT: 100 | ACC: 3

• Forgotten King's Authority | This boss is immune to debuffs and disablements.

*Optimal Turn Order Change

Morrighan rights herself, standing much taller. The king lay upon the floor and the party that had come to her from all walks had begin to circle the betrayer like wolves upon a bleeding doe. "There will be blood... and it will fill an ocean." The woman remarked as the light in her eyes would shift away, revealing the sapphire blue iris to which most would come to recognize by now. From this point her manifested incorporeal mirage would fade away, rejoining the mists as if they were dissolving back into non existence. A truest reflection hidden beyond that which others could witness, proving ever still the facets to her that remained beyond the purview of what most could see. A spark would trace from her, like a droplet from an extended index finger it taps into the ground. Like a single tear it would vanish into the fog below. What she had done, none would know and even moreso none would understand.

Players:
Nisahime | HP: 851/851 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 1{+4} | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | LD:2
Simmoné | HP: 851/851 | EN: 99/112 | DMG: 27{+4} | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA:4 | REC: 8 | LD:11 | QTY: 2
Griswold | HP: 919/920 | EN: 78/92 | DMG: 17{+4} | MIT:282 | ACC:6 | AA | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA:-1{-1} | FL.THORNS: 16/32 | THORNS:112 | BH:37 | LD: 2
Shiina | HP: 920/920 | EN: 102/112 | DMG: 1{+4} | ACC: 1 | MIT:256 | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | THORNS:72 | BH:28 | HB: 37 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | LD: 2

Enemies:
[0/1/4/0] The Forgotten Time King | HP: 2253/3000 | DMG: 275 | MIT: 100 | ACC: 3 | [FL. Thorns 32/1]

• Forgotten King's Authority | This boss is immune to debuffs and disablements.

Another bolt flares and skips down from above, skittering and forking into small veins as it roars for her. Morrighan lifts an open palm, seeing it discharge across her hand quite easily. Like water striking a solid boulder, it is split and roars past her colliding with the floor beneath her feet. One that couldn't even be witnessed given all the fog. "I am glad you all have found your way here." The woman remarks looking back to them, given she was already pushing boundaries that was likely to draw unwanted attentions from the games overlord. "I suppose this will be much easier if you can deal with this idiot. I need the bracelet around his left arm. It is important..." And her face would turn back toward the heavens. Her expression seems to take on unordinary aggressive scowl. "And it belongs to me, I will not be stolen from." Her hand would assert itself above her head and see a single sliver of white light take shape. With it, the mist seems to shape up and form the silhouette of wings. Eyes become hidden beneath a pair of stars, burning and leaving a oozing trail of white. "You and your damnable host, will return what is not yours to take!" Her voice would ring so violently that the chamber would shake and stones would see themselves free from the ceiling. In that moment, her hand falls and sees that sliver of light shoot to the heavens in an instant.

The forgotten kings chamber becomes nothing more then a void of white, as vision becomes a faint memory. The players ears would ring for moments after, and as their sight would return they would see a scorched and burned king slam into the floor in a heap of metal. The halberd of his slams point first into the ground a second later. "Kill him, kill them all." Morrighan spat, a mean streak that proved her ire.

Post Action | Vengeance....

Players:
Nisahime | HP: 851/851 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | LD:2
Shiina | HP: 920/920 | EN: 112/112 | DMG: 1 | ACC: 1 | MIT:256 | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | THORNS:72 | BH:28 | HB: 37 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | LD: 2
Simmoné | HP: 851/851 | EN: 112/112 | DMG: 27 | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | AA  | EVA:4 | REC: 8 | LD:11 | QTY: 2
Griswold | HP: 920/920 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 17 | MIT:282 | ACC:6 | AA | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA:-1 | FL.THORNS: 16/32 | THORNS:112 | BH:37 | LD: 2

Enemies:
[0/0/0/0] The Forgotten Time King | HP: 3000/3000 | DMG: 275 | MIT: 100 | ACC: 3

• Forgotten King's Authority | This boss is immune to debuffs and disablements.

Through the somber mists of Tomoika, in a hidden crevice to which most did not dear to tread. A thunderstorm would ring out overhead, aggressively foreshadowing and warning those that would be foolish enough to leave. Yet the woman would look down the pathway with a stoic expression written upon her face. Undeterred and determined to harness the lingering fragment of what she needed to obtain. The click of her heels as she starts to wander down the hill, toward the lingering white fog that danced across the floor like dry ice. It was bitter cold, unwelcoming. "My My... Aren't we feeling important, strong?" the woman would ask of the storm, spotting a figure in the cloud coverage. The lightning would surge as if in response to her inquiry in a form out outrage. "That's right big boy, give me your best shot. Lets see just how much juice he gave you."

That would cause a cast of energy to rip from the heavens, and Morrighan would raise an opposed hand. Striking the center of her palm, her appearance would flicker and shift. Between the woman in black, and the woman in white. Her eyes respond in a flash of silver. "That's it? Pathetic." The power disperses without harm done.

<<Assist System Engaged>>
Level : 33
Paragon : 24
Tier : 4
True Tier : 6

Final EXP reward: +0%

Activated:
True Light Lantern: +1 ACC, +1 LD
Paragon (10): +1 LD while Searching/Looting
Guild Rank 1: +1% final EXP reward
Mega Slime Farm: +10% final EXP reward

Consumed: 
Lunchbox of Everlasting Memories (Gungir's/Mitigation 3 [Feast - 205491]) {NISAHIME} [1/6]
CUPCAKES, INFINITE CUPCAKES (Gungir's/Overhealth 3 [Feast - 205492]) {SHIINA} [1/6]

Nisahime | HP: 851/851 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | LD:2

Purchase

Experience Boon | [1 Token] x 1
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"11th grade, huh?" the girl would respond in an equal jarring twist on the phrase. She didn't pay that much attention to the going on to understand a whole 'grading system'. Freya continued to scrawl down, and Nisa would offer her the moment to actually jot it all down. "Got it? Good." Nisa would listen on as the blonde would begin to list out sources for the various ingredients. "You can call it the Town of Beginnings, theoretically that name is more correct now. Even though its weird to me. I understand as much. Also no, I don't think the wheat fields around here are going to be robust enough. Instead we are going to floor 7. Deepedge as its called now. Those fields are probably older then you are. The barley and wheat should be very mature and well kept. After all, it has fulfilled many a part time job."

Speaking as they were walking, Freya was first in to the shop and Nisa would start to check the walls and scan the shelves. All manner of wears and but none of them labeled. Nisa had dealt with these sorts before. Clipping into the conversation as the keeper and Freya would converse. "Well you get what you paid for. Nope, I'm good." the crimson eyed girl would leave the store with a ring of the bell. Once the blonde was within earshot, Nisa would immediately start to speak up. "Third, know your ingredients. That store is a business, and its goal is too sell. However, from what I can tell." She'd push her hand into Freya's satchel and put it in her palms. "How long has that been on the shelf? Where did it come from? What flowers were nearby?" A shake of her head in a disagreement of her lack of dignity.

"None of those facts were labeled, a quick fix will not be a perfect one. Come with me." The white haired broad would take the lead, moving down the streets and peering around the stalls. The smallest little structure, barely a foot across. On its top, jars of honey. "Boy." She'd sharply strike up a conversation, causing the player who was manning it to point to his own face "Me?" To which the girl would pay him a nod. "Judah." the girl would lean down and pluck up this sticky mess of a jar that looked haphazardly slapped together and dripping. "Judah, your selling honey?" The kid scratches the back of his black hair, almost sheepishly as her forthright behavior was making him uncomfortable. He'd nod as he'd begin to blush

"And where is it from?" He'd look to Freya as if pleading for an intervention as this line of questioning was getting a little too much to bear. "Did I stutter? what are you looking at her for. Where is it from?" Nisa remarks shoving the jar into his line of sight so he'd stop trying to avoid answering. "Uh Floor 20." Nisahime would slap her hand against her forehead getting annoyed by all the beating around the bush. Somewhere humanity had become thicker then stones. "In particular, not some vague dumb retelling." The boy starts to get a little flustered thinking this was more trouble then it was worth. "Look if yo-" Nisa reaches out and grabs his tongue without a lick of care. "The next words out of your gullet better be where its from, do you understand me? Hold up two fingers for yes and one for no." The boy would hurriedly lift up two fingers and have his mouth released, horrified that the player could do such a thing in a safezone. "Floor 22, Sunlight forest."

"Was that so hard? sheesh. I'll take these 5. But I am paying you for 4. For wasting my time." Nisa looks to Freya with mild annoyance starting to fade from her expression. "Pay the boy. and get your honey. Need more then one just in case you mess up the first couple batches." and as she wanders past Freya she wipes some honey on her shoulder.

In an hours time, Nisa would walk through the town of beginnings wearing an appearance that had not been in this place for quite some time. Even moreover she had to get familiar with the subtle differences that built up to major ones over such a long stint. A lot of the locations were different and the city was much larger. Ironically it would be the clock tower that still stood that would cement her sense of direction. Scanning the stalls and trading bits of coin that she'd managed to scrounge together from different places. One being a ruined tower, others being in the depths of a sewer. Although such things were typically beneath her, she picked them up solely out of an old habit that would be near impossible to break. She just missed Kochi, which would make gathering them up so much easier. All of her little aids were now lost somewhere within this realm and she'd have to slowly rebuild them all. But this was what she was more then persistent enough to do.

Into her bag, she'd pull out the not functioning plushie. A stitched doll about the size of a house cat, lifeless with short bright pink hair. "Need some platinum thread, and some ancient magic powder." she'd remark beneath her breath while clutching the tiny stump acting as its left arm with an index and thumb, making it wave hello. This was where she'd start to peruse the stalls on her own looking for exactly that, but would come up extremely and completely empty. It would be like she was speaking an entirely different language to these people. Because she basically was. "Like usual, I have to do everything myself. I need to get a dry oven and a steam oven online somewhere. but where do I put it where these idiots wont hurt themselves?"

That thought is broken as Freya would clamber up out of the woodwork, showing that Nisa had lost track of time completely. Ironic given her job description. "Good, at least now your treating them as an existing thing. Yes they may not be human like you are but that doesn't mean they don't have feelings or dreams. To answer your prior question, they are fomorians. Just like a part of Tuatha is. The part that isn't Kurayama." she'd turn the doll toward the woman and wave its little arm to greet her. "If you want to be friends, sure. But don't expect special treatment as a result of that friendship."

A flash of silver will see her appearance change again, this one a bit more 'scholarly' in its approximation. Nisa would look down upon her red pencil skirt and adjust her square rimmed glasses "I want my dry oven." As the outfit was a blatant reminder. "Now we need to find the following ingredients: Write them down or memorize them, because I will not be repeating myself." Giving Freya a moment of pause to do just that before continuing as she'd manifest a tiny instructing pointer.

"
- 8 oz. of Water
- 5 bushels of wheat
- 2 oz. of Yeast
- 4 oz. of Black Tea Leaves
- A jar of honey
"

Tapping the rod in her right hand against her left. "Got all that? The first lesson of a good chef is knowing good ingredients. Quality over quantity. You may have unlimited pastries falling out of that bag of yours, but none are going to be as good as if you bake them yourself."

Unfolding her arms, Nisa would push herself from the guard rail and look at Freya as she'd pay her a sigh. The fomorians had taken to collecting the rubbish from the streets, as they always had. Likely to be used for some random bandage or whatever. "First, what are you doing with those groceries? Second, we will be making a trip to the town of beginnings. I hope you brought go-col. Col. because your going to be responsible for buying what I tell you to." Spoken like a set of instructions that commanded a sense of authority that clearly did not match her visible age. A few steps from the girl and she'd look toward her attire. "Oh right, guess I cant use that method can I?" A statement with no context as she'd begin to fiddle with a small pouch on her side, almost like a fanny pack yet on her back right hip concealed by the cover. "These will have to do the trick, lord how long have I had these?" searching her thoughts it had to be forever and a day.

Pulling them out, these small little wings of what looked like a pastel white maybe about the size of a standard smart phone. "Think of where you want to go, then squish the wax in your hand. Meet me in the town of beginnings in one hour. And to answer your previous question. Dunbarton, which was its original name." handing one to Freya she'd crush hers, and what sounds like a flapping of wings and seemingly disappear in a blink of an eye. No flash of light, completely unlike other methods. In that instant the girl would be within the white brick streets of the town of beginnings, without any warning to the nearby players or citizens of this city. "So familiar and yet so different."

The woman would look Freya up and down as she'd toss her groceries back toward the fomor without even a second thought. "That was a little dramatic don't you think?" A number of the nearby citizens would be visibly in agreement with her as they'd stop and stare at the pairing. "Eruda isn't going to be able to make anything good out of rubbish. Sometimes garbage is garbage. Without a dry oven she is going to end up with nothing more then scrap. Although I wouldn't expect anyone to understand that. There objects with quality and those without. Like your most recently returned purchase." Nisa would reach into Freya's bag, dividing out the headband that was successful and the bad ones. The girl would hand her back the good one, and toss the other two onto the street. "These ones are not worth carrying, or concerning yourself with. They are beyond your skillset, or your sisters. Leave them." Another instruction to a girl who just wouldn't get it, but perhaps she could learn to listen for once.

It would be at this point she'd start to wander toward one of Lhsarai's large bridges that were built across one of the massive expanses. This is the point where she'd take a space, looking off the side and into the drop below. A somber wind on the air, that would offer a chilling bite that would cause most to shiver. Folding her arms across the rim of the bridge, she'd peer off into the distance before glancing back at the daughter of sorrow. "You coming or what?" spoken toward the blonde and her newly formed pile of onlookers given her overly expressive response to being told that her ingredients where bad. On Nisa's face was the muddied expression of happiness and impatience.

Pulling the final strand would see the thing come into a solid shape. "Not my best work, but clearly better then anything your finding in a store these days." Nisa looks down and grabs both sides, tugging it apart and seeing how readily it snaps back into shape. "You shouldn't take those, unless your sister is familiar with a dry oven your not going to get anywhere with them. The threadwork is a little off, probably do to the poor quality of the fabric." That sentence interpreted by the shop keeper who was within earshot. "Hey, if your going to be judging my good quality perhaps do it somewhere else?" he'd cut in to which Nisa would turn and take to a smile barely meeting eyes with him over his stand. "Maybe if your fabric wasn't slapped together it wouldn't be so terrible. Work on your trade." That shuts him up, but you can see his face turn red.

Leaning forward with that headband pulled tightly, she'd reach up and snap it around Freya's head. "This is a decent place to find spices, but I wouldn't be shopping for fish. Tundra fauna tends to be more lean and gamey." The girl would look down into a shopping bag. "Reading out of a book and cooking with bad ingredients will not make a good chef, Glewyas is surely turning over in a grave somewhere." It would be in this frenetic pouring over the woman that she'd klepto the hunk of pastry from the girl with a bit of left over fabric like a handkerchief. A small bite would see her turn her face, twisting and sticking out her tongue as it rubs the roof of her mouth. "Its greasy, far too sweet, and a bit dry. You have a lot to learn. This sucks. 3/10" A sharp judge of the cooking contest held fast in the girls memories.

"Nisa, given my current appearance that seems adequate." as she sets the left over piece of honey bun on the guys stall, furthering his respective outrage as she intended on leaving it there. "And typically I use wardrobe to change clothes, but I cant let him out just yet." Another quick flash and she was back into the reddish travel wear.

A pull of a needle through the fabric as she continues to fold and cross stitch feverishly, the NPC before her still riddled in a stupor. Here this girl was, taking up the main space of his stall seeming to sew right in the damn way. The guy didn't know how to respond. "Damn..." she'd respond to further accent his confusion without any context. "More fabric please." the girl would gesture to another section of folded white cloth as she'd cast the incomplete white headband to the ground as if it were rubbish. It would be at this point she'd be met with the daughter of sorrow, the very same that she was borrowing her own updating into a more current mindset. "You know how it is, just getting my city legs again. Spent a long time doing nothing, being able to do nothing. Its a little... boring." Spoken to her right as her attention was solely focused on her craft. Cutting the string with her teeth, Nisa would turn it in her hands. "Ugh, Again!" to the man behind the stall who was now starting to appreciate the sudden strike of business. Another 50 col down the drain, and another shoddy headband on the street. "Yanno what? I think I know what the problem is. My mind is in it but my body isn't..." Her eyes flare in a vibrant silver and in mere moments so too would be her body.

Like staring into the sun, albeit a cooler bluer light. Once that light fades she's wearing a completely different set of clothes. "Wrong outfit, now lets try this crap again..." Twisting a needle for a third and hopefully final time. "So what brings you to Lhasari, doing some grocery shopping in these parts isn't normally the ideal. Most of what you would need should be available in Dunba..." The sentence falls flat as she shakes her head. "The town of beginnings on floor 1."

The woman would see to dusting off her hands, causing a reddish brown powder to slide off into a small puff of equally colored film. A glance up toward a sapphire blue sky as the somber fall of snow would skitter through the air, the climate holding a very frigid bite. So much so that every exhale from her would see a wave of white from her lips. "I've missed this." Morrighan remarks to no one, finding a space to begin to peruse another set of wares. This stall in particular seemed to deal entirely in fabrics, and the temptation to take to a simpler pleasure was boiling in her stomach. It had would have been what felt like centuries that she had picked up a spool and thimble, a needle and thread. "I suppose, it couldn't hurt anything. After all it was in Belvast I learned my first trade route." The NPC smiles and hands her a small tailoring kit for the small price of 100 col. Looking down at her attire, her shape and realizing her own face. The one of Kirine.

A flash of the purist silver would claim her body, as she'd seemingly change as if through the use of <<Disguise>>. The appearance sporting one that Aincrad had never seen before now. In a rich robe of crimson, much younger and probably about 6 inches shorter. Even her voice lacked the same maturity. "There, that's much more timely. Now if you would. Some fabric." Nisa would ask the merchant who was stuck in a stupor due to what he'd just witnessed. Blinking twice, he'd show her a couple bundles. "Its been a while, maybe some headbands to get my skills back." Fabric would start getting clipped and cut, pulled and folded right where she stood. Bits of unneeded fabric would fall gracefully to the floor as she'd work.