Victrix

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ID: 209404 LD: 3 (Fail) Having just successfully completed one fifth of her task, Victrix found herself a little more emboldened and motivated. After all, the first step had been quite easy, and she hoped that the following four would be just as easy, although that was by no means a certain thing. So she ventured further, and walked across the lush rolling fields whilst she kept an eye out for any groups of bushes or suspiciously tall grass which could have materials hidden within them. Unfortunately, none appeared to be within then immediate area upon her first cursory search of the

ID: 209392 LD: 20 (Success) She exited the shop, turned a corner, and strode towards the nearest village exit with purpose, as her feet set a steady marching rhythm and her chainmail rattled like a poorly tuned guitar, accompanying the rhythmic metallic ringing. She had a goal, something she could march towards, and all which was left was for her to march until she achieved it, or she could march no longer, although the first possibility was far more likely, given the designed ease with which such a quest could be completed. The alchemist had just told her to ‘search’ for some mater

Another day in Aincrad, another day spent in the town of beginnings; the peaceful idyllic safe haven that many of the players trapped within SAO had never left, whether through fear or simple apathy, whilst a few brave souls risked their lives on the frontlines to bring them closer to escaping Aincrad, many others had elected to simply do nothing; to sit, and to wait. Valerie, or Victrix, as she had named herself in SAO, was one of these people. Ever since that dreaded day she hadn’t once set foot outside of the town’s safe limits, for that could mean death, and that, to say the leas

Profile: Username: Victrix Real name: Valerie Augustine Age: 23 Gender: Female Height: 5’10 Background: Valerie, or Val, as she was often called, had what would be described by most people as a rather standard life before SAO was released. She was born in Derby, England, to a pair of fairly wealthy parents, Michael and Sarah Augustine. Her father was a mostly humble man, someone who had spent most of his life working in order to get by and support those around him until he was able to expand what was once a simple family business into a moderate franchise of numerous stor