Yona

Aryut turned out to be a strange place. It was more nature than structure. Yona had heard rumors about something, though, so she had the full intent to investigate. However...the question was, where would she even start? Not only that, but the NPCs in this settlement didn't seem to be humans. Some of these NPCs looked at her with distain or prejudice, but the majority simply looked at her like she was an unusual sight, looking at her either curious or perplexed. Yona blinked as she began to feel a bit lost. This place wasn't exactly her cup of tea, but it sure was someone's. "If I could just f

So what if it was in December? Yona hadn't been to a beach party in YEARS. Also, it sounded really fun, so there was no way she was gonna miss this. The fun, the sun, the beach, the drinks...and the sweets. Sweets of multiple kinds...sweets for the mouth and sweets for the eyes... She wasted no time in getting herself ready, then she made her way to the teleport plaza, where she would proceed to teleport to the twenty-fourth floor, where, hopefully, a really good and fun time awaited her. Yona took the trip there in stride. She'd been

Row explained how she operated, it was interesting to hear how she preferred to fight and what her objective was. "I suppose being a Tank would result in lots of planning, especially if they were on their own or wanted to get as many drops as possible." Yona guessed. Whenever Yona wanted to fight something for treasure, it was as simple as "kill them before they kill you", in which some buffs would usually make a guarantee that players could eventually grind up a fortune...though from what she knew, the appraiser profession could be a real sink for those who were determined to get something go

Yona had a difficult time not cracking up over Row's words. "Pfff, what? 'Don't do damage'? I, I just, Haaaaah, ha, ha, I, then how exactly did you, wait, you're, you're a tank, aren't you..." Yona remarked, her laughter fading at the realization of what build this girl may have preferred. Thorns Damage. That had to be the only way she defeated it without being a damage dealer. "I don't know how tanks make it anywhere unless they have a party to dish out the damage, but then again I've only been damage builds, so I don't know the struggle." She added, with a mild shrug and a nervous smile.

Yona nodded her head in understanding. "Experience can be a harsh yet effective teacher. I might have yet to deal with learning from experience in the economic field, but I've learned a handful of other things in this game at least." She remarked with a shoulder shrug. Darting her eyes towards the ground to her right, her expression shifting to a scowl as she muttered, "...Hmph, Dad didn't know as much as he thought he did...not nearly as much, pff, what a tool..." under her breath, before getting back to the current conversation. After Row apologized for the misspeak, and noted h

Yona's expression was simply a smug smile when the pirates' Captain began storming towards her. She wasn't afraid to throw hands with the big guy, and she would prove to him that no one threatens her or what she cares about and gets away with it. If she's affected by one's fatal mistake, she would become the consequence. When everything shifted, Yona had a feeling this wasn't an NPC's doing. On the assumption that it was indeed a player's action, she would act like this was all planned. The enemy captain called out for his underlings to kill three hostages, but there would be silence i

Almina's answer to Yona's question came with an explanation as to why. In the end, however, Yona had more questions about her than she did answers. "I can't tell if you're being honest or if you're trying to look like you unknowingly live dangerously." She remarked. "Though I guess I'll figure that out myself if we're near each other for long enough." To Yona's initial remark, Row had a response for. "Several dozen failures, or several dozen methods that don't work?" Yona added, hopefully assuring that she meant well with this. When Yona made her little remark in terms of the Appraise

The pink haired girl responded to the young girl's question with a polite declination. She also noted that this kind of stuff happened with her all the time. Yona was completely confused. "This kind of thing didn't happen to you in real life too, did it?" She asked, concerned as to how casually this girl was acting, the only defense of it being the pain dampener removing pain from anyone who was well aware of it and how it worked. The pinkette would introduce herself as Almina. "Well uh, it's nice to meet you too, Almina. I go by Yona." Yona introduced in response. The young girl to

The girl took a short moment to look at Yona before making a chuckle and giving her response. "Absolutely nothing." Yona remarked, in response to the girl's words. She took another sip of her shake while the girl looked up to the sky again, then the girl asked if Yona wasn't one of the many players who still have yet to leave the safe zone for the first time. "Yeah, it's been some time since I first left." Yona answered. "Doesn't mean I don't know a thing or two about this floor though. Mainly just the basic stuff around here, nothing too crazy unless there's a higher level player in the vicin

Yona would normally be up on one of the higher floors, training herself so she could become stronger. She was going to need that strength if she was to get anywhere, let alone solve any mysteries involving Shaxus, and the shadow puff of an entity was starting to get either impatient, or anxious, as to when or if either of the two would find something that was of use to him. Maybe helping some lower level players could do something, but most of the nooblet-level players in this town were too scared to go anywhere, and such players who were actually brave enough could normally be seen near the e

Not even one second into taking action, and already everything was going to shit. This was clearly a good potential situation, and it was just flung out the door as though it didn't even exist. How so? The target acted like Shaxus didn't even exist, and that was where the attempt fell apart and was sidestepped so effortlessly. Yona remained on guard, whilst Shaxus seemed to be surprised. "He...didn't even NOTICE me." The small puff of shadow observed. "Yeah, I figured that out the moment he sidestepped." Yona shot back, frustrated at the situation. There had to be some way to punish

Freedom was an inner ideology that Yona had for herself. The problem was, not everyone was worthy to use freedom in her eyes...such as disruptive people who were far, far more chaotic than her. And those who disrupt her personal freedom, do so at their own peril. She hadn't even finished her wine halfway when something sounded wrong. What sounded like the shot of a cannon boomed in the distance. The moment the sounds of destruction arrived, agitation and aggravation filled Yona. "You have got to be f**king kidding me!" She exclaimed as she struck her wineglass against the surface, to

Yona gave a soft chuckle. "After all the time that's passed? I'm pretty damn sure I'm of age to drink by now, not that it would matter in this game, it's not like we could drink till we drop or start spilling secrets, or anything else like that." She remarked. The NPC Bartender awaited to hear what Yona would be having. "I'll go for a glass of the finest wine you have available." She told the bartender. She looked back to Morningstar, a smirk on her face once again. "A refined event calls for refined tastes, I suppose." She claimed, hoping not to reveal her past, let alone the factor

Just as she'd thought, it happened. "A Valentine's Day Event...I knew it. If we players didn't make one for ourselves, the game would do it for us, 'cause why not?" She mused with a smile and a shrug. That Dress Shopping trip wasn't all for naught after all! Now, if the night could just go smoothly... Yona didn't exactly have a date to bring, nor did anyone she know seem interested...enough to ask her. This was, admittedly, par for the course and she knew it. The people that Yona had become acquainted with didn't seem to know who she truly was, nor did they know her long enough to be

The two players finished up their fight sooner than expected. Both had their stumbles, but Kylissia in particular seemed to be taking it in stride, whereas Sorun struggled and this was clearly his first battle, even if he knew how to use sword arts and practiced activating them prior to this fight. Whether or not this was Kylissia's first battle had yet to be determined, there weren't enough signs to this being her first. Yona walked over to Sorun, giving him a once over as she assessed him. "Well, you know how to fight, but clearly you're gonna need a little practice. Then again, you

Astralin was onto Yona, but she didn't seem to have figured out what Yona was doing, and asked if anything was wrong. "Oh no I'm fine, I'm definitely fine." Yona claimed, hoping to push away any potential suspicion that Yona had accidentally been looking somewhere some might claim she shouldn't have been. Jomei made a remark on how Yona phrased her words in regards to supervision. "I know we're adults..." Yona shot back, looking somewhat irritated as she slowly began to cross her arms. "...Life's just not all roses for all of us." She muttered. Jomei claimed that although the host coul

Yona's patience was waning, but it lasted long enough for something to happen. A girl approached Yona hesitantly, before explaining the situation. If there's anything about quests with this kind of background, there was bound to be trouble...and that's exactly was Yona was looking for. Whether or not she was within level range or too powerful had yet to be seen, but if things became an absolute mess, she always had a Teleport Crystal for emergencies. "Sure, of course I'll help." Yona began, a soft smile towards the girl. "I'm sure it won't be too difficult." She assured, thinking that m

Sometimes there's too much to do, other times, there's not nearly enough to do. From what she's been hearing, most things are either too strong or too weak for Yona...meaning she would need to look for more things to do that didn't involve what was too weak or too strong. Sure, she could take on the weaker quests on her own, but that may or may not end up being a problem...but she just had to do something. And now she was back here, in the scorching desert floor, floor 5, within its safe zone, leaning her back against a building, wondering why she was back here in this wasteland. Now

Yona took a look at her current status. She noticed the sign that showed that her strongest attack was ready. She grinned, her smile containing a hint of bloodthirst, particularly for the greater boar that was the biggest threat in the vicinity. She'd been waiting for the chance to use this attack, and clearly now was the time to do so. "Looks like it's my turn, piggy." Yona charged up her sword art, and the Greater Boar was preparing itself to charge towards her. It wouldn't get that chance, however. "Tigress...Storm!" The Greater Boar would suddenly find itself under Yona's fu

Both Lessa and Jomei confirmed what Yona was thinking. This...this was gonna be good, one way or another. Jomei seemed certain that they could grab a few more people, but should probably do it somewhere else. "But just this moment here first," Yona suggested. "It does usually happen after supervision's gone to sleep, right?" Then Yona looked and saw Astralin heading into the changing room. "Not like any of us would wanna miss the best parts of this experience..." She muttered and trailed off, definitely speaking of the warm relaxation of the hot spring. When Astralin came out of the

The blonde woman and the redheaded player would introduce themselves as Kylissia and Sorun. Yona would look Sorun up and down, seeing that he'd equipped the newer, better gear. Now he was ready for whatever this floor could throw at him....well, as long as it was in his level, that is...from what Yona could guess. Yona would send party requests to the two, and after both were accepted, Yona would hear some rustling in the nearby overgrowth. Two, no, three boars. Figures...except one of them looked bigger and nastier than the other two. "Hope you still know how to fight, Sorun." Yona warne

The blonde woman suggested forming a party, and then offered an item to the redhead. "If we're going to form a party, I'm gonna need to know your usernames." Yona noted. The redhead then pulled out an axe that ended up shattering. Out of durability. Arms crossed and a grin across her face, Yona knew she had to do something about it... "That's not gonna get you anywhere but the graveyard, pal." She noted. At least she had what he needed. Pulling out two weapons and a set of Cloth Armor, she remarked, "You may need these." as she handed them to the redhead. She didn't know what tier this player

What the blonde woman brought up sounded ridiculous...but now that Yona thought about it, she never asked any of the NPCs about the storm, just passed it off as a dream instead. But if the storm, aside from the dream, was all that the redhead remembered inside this game, then... "What in all of...no way, you couldn't have possibly been sleeping for...did...did you get yourself into some kind of coma, in game, of all things? I mean, that's the only way I could possibly explain you being asleep for a whole damn year." Yona pointed out. "Even if you were in some kind of Coma, how have y

The blonde would ask the redhead what the last thing he remembered was. That was a good question that's likely to help out in this scenario. Except, the answer was completely unexpected. He mentioned a storm with rain and floods black as ink, and some kind of abyss, and a void too. "Whoa whoa whoa, when she asked you what the last thing you remember was, you tell us what happened before you got knocked out, not the latest additions to your dream journal." Yona responded. "I mean, how is that even gonna be relevant?" She questioned. Just how did this guy get into this situation? It wa

What a day this was, and it's only just begun. First she found a newbie heading outside for her first adventure, and only thirty-five minutes into the walk, Yona spotted this dummy just laying on the ground on his back. Was he asleep, or unconscious? Yona didn't really know which...nor did she care. She just knew that he was alive, and that he was just laying there like he'd just outright collapsed on his back or something. There was nothing but silent observation of the redhead for what felt like forty-two minutes before he began to stir, albeit very slightly and barely noticeable.