Nari-Lanreth

’I believe you’re looking for me, madam.’ The voice came from her left side, and Nari found herself spinning with her spear rising, the look on the satyr’s face shifting from calm intent, to sudden shock and surprise at the reaction. ’Oh! Oh my apologies, madam! I didn’t mean to startle you!’ Nari let out a breath, letting the weapon release slightly as she shook her head in an attempt to clear away the adrenaline that had begun to flush her system. She forced a half smile onto her own features, trying to calm herself and appear welcoming all at once. ’No, no. You’re fine. I’m just…a lit

’Yeah, well, we can’t. So get going.’ Onora made a soft shooing motion with her hand, as if trying to get rid of Nari’s presence. She knew that wasn’t the case – if anything, Onora was likely annoyed that she was headed off again, and leaving the blonde alone to run the shop. A necessary evil, they’d started calling it – and one that was only going to get worse the more Nari returned to the old way of things. The town was almost the same as the last time she’d visited. Merchants could be heard hawking their wares on the street’s corners and edges, the winds blew in from the plains and mo

’If you cook like this, Hestia is going to boot you off the mountain forever.’ Onora chuckled from her perch on a nearby tabletop, her legs swinging as she stared at the burnt mass that had come out of the oven mere seconds ago. Nari frowned, both at the horror piece that was meant to be a cake, as well as at Onora’s commentary. True, her cooking skills had been improving, but she was still having episodes like this one – where the item simply came out obliterated and awful. ’Still, you’d be silly not to go – you’ve already completed it how many times already? Not to mention the cauldron…it he

Challenge of Olympus: Cook No sooner had Nari returned from the mountain, than she received the next invitation. She’d spent the better part of a few days working furiously within her newly acquired kitchen – industrial grade ovens pushed to their limits as she tested and tried various recipes, most of which came to be nothing more than absolute disasters in completion. She was slightly disappointed with some of her failures, but even Onora admitted she was picking up the nuances and necessary skills for the art rather quickly. It was during one such session that the alert had come

Shop Post: Caramel Brownies Cost of Transaction: 8 materials Crafter's Profession: Cook Crafter's Rank: 3 Item Name: Caramel Brownies Item Tier: Tierless Item Type: Dessert Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: Loot Die [3 Slots] Craft/Appraisal/Obtainment IDs & Rolls: ID255505 Item Description: A chewy caramel brownie that energises. Best enjoyed on the go.

19/10/2025 ------ [∞/2560+ EXP] Rank 5 - La Quinta Orchestra: Able to craft Tier 5 equipment. 10 crafts per day. | | [40/79 EXP] Rank 3 - Professional Blacksmith: Able to craft Tier 3 equipment. 10 crafts per day. | | [54/79 EXP] Rank 3 - Professional Cook: Able to craft Tier 2 equipment. 10 crafts per day. Crafting Buffs Extended Workshop [Active: Passive. Effect: +1 Daily Crafting Attempts; +2 EXP per crafting attempt.] Apollo's Metronome [Active: Passive. Effect: +1 CD when crafting in o

Shop Post: Caramel Brownies Cost of Transaction: 8 materials Crafter's Profession: Cook Crafter's Rank: 2 Item Name: Caramel Brownies Item Tier: Tierless Item Type: Dessert Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: Loot Die [3 Slots] Craft/Appraisal/Obtainment IDs & Rolls: ID255427 Item Description: A chewy caramel brownie that energises. Best enjoyed on the go.

18/10/2025 ------ [∞/2560+ EXP] Rank 5 - La Quinta Orchestra: Able to craft Tier 5 equipment. 10 crafts per day. | | [40/79 EXP] Rank 3 - Professional Blacksmith: Able to craft Tier 3 equipment. 10 crafts per day. | | [31/39 EXP] Rank 2 - Apprentice Cook: Able to craft Tier 2 equipment. 10 crafts per day. Crafting Buffs Extended Workshop [Active: Passive. Effect: +1 Daily Crafting Attempts; +2 EXP per crafting attempt.] Apollo's Metronome [Active: Passive. Effect: +1 CD when crafting in one

Nature's Treasures: Little Eden Performing, smithing, cooking, foraging…I’m just collecting them as they come now. Nari rolled over on her side, glancing over the quest chain once more. She’d considered taking the route of alchemist or artisan for a while, although she knew that the quests that provided a means of living were easy, popular, and got her back into the rhythm of completing the various quests and activities available. She’d shied away from them though, knowing that there would be a better use of her skills for the time being, if she focused on alternating her equipment.

Requesting Paragon Rewards: Paragon Level 50 - (1) Gleaming Scale, (1) Demonic Shard, x3 Paragon Tier Up Tickets, Custom Skill** **Will do this later at some point, not a priority right now.

Shop Post: Pepperoni Stick Cost of Transaction: 9 materials Crafter's Profession: Cook Crafter's Rank: 1 Item Name: Pepperoni Stick Item Tier: Tier 1 Item Type: Snack Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: Loot Die [3 Slots] Craft/Appraisal/Obtainment IDs & Rolls: ID255432 Item Description: A somewhat spicy pepperoni stick that is just the right amount of chew. 1.5 metres in length for extra snackine

17/10/2025 ------ [∞/2560+ EXP] Rank 5 - La Quinta Orchestra: Able to craft Tier 5 equipment. 10 crafts per day. | | [40/79 EXP] Rank 3 - Professional Blacksmith: Able to craft Tier 3 equipment. 10 crafts per day. | | [0/19 EXP] Rank 1 - Beginner Cook: Able to craft Tier 1 equipment. 10 crafts per day. Crafting Buffs Extended Workshop [Active: Passive. Effect: +1 Daily Crafting Attempts; +2 EXP per crafting attempt.] Apollo's Metronome [Active: Passive. Effect: +1 CD when crafting in one’s

The laugh that followed was anything but what Nari expected, the deity bursting out into a roar of humour and entertainment that would have startled Nari if she hadn’t been slightly expecting it – perhaps not to the measure that the deity took, but certainly to some degree. She shifted on her feet, waiting to see what the deity would say in response, nervously waiting to see if her idea would be rejected and her work wasted. ’Unsightly, horrid to the eyes and hands, entirely imperfect…and yet exactly what I had asked for, in essence.’ Hephaestus held the weapon up to the light more fully

Nari’s hand swiped the acceptance button as the party invite was sent. She turned to eye the newcomer, tilting her head to the left over so slightly as she considered their approach, mannerism and appearance. Whomever they were, they were a frontliner – or at least, as powerful as one. Their stance, attitude and outfit nearly confirmed it – thought Nari was certain she’d never come across the girl before. ’A pleasure. I’m known as Nari-Lanreth, Nari more commonly.’ Nari had looked back towards the man – Reytac, he’d named himself – before turning her attention in a way where she was cap

’It contains the ability to slice through heavier leathers, skin and bones – while also retaining the ability to pierce through heavier armours with the pointed blade that a shortsword, pike or spear contain.’ Nari waved a hand along the weapon’s design, pointing to the far end with the pointed blade. ’I designed the blade to contain a larger thickness, while retaining the aggressive point and edge, so that it would have more weight to punch through harder materials, such as steel plate armours. Wieldy, heavy, but capable…’ She paused for a single second, glancing up towards the deity’s

’What…is it?’ Nari could have sworn she heard confusion within Hephaestus voice as the deity stepped forward and held out a hand in demand for the weapon. Nari gingerly handed it over, watching as the non-player god took hold of it and seemed to pause in further confusion. Nari grinned slightly, knowing that the balance of the weapon – almost perfectly equal, in direct violation of the imbalanced appearance. ’I have no name for it…though I’m open to suggestions. I’ve combined the capable design of a scythe, curved blade like those used within the fields of the peasantry, with the dangers

If this isn’t perfectly imperfect, I don’t know what is… She resisted the urge to laugh aloud at the thought, knowing how ridiculous her design was. Practically, it was usable, though its overall efficiency was questionable at best. It would do what she expected, being unwieldy and impractical to any but a few – and yet, somehow she felt that it might be exactly what was expected of her. ’It’s…something.’ Nari picked up the staff weapon, giving it a soft twirl in her hands to show that it could be held – if perhaps not easily. It took a large measure of her skill not to stab herself with

She’d chosen something familiar, complexly simple in design. A weapon that she had favoured for some time, which had proven capable for a fighting form she’d once had. The moulds had been stored away in a cabinet that could only be called a walk-in closet in Nari’s mind. She’d had to combine some, the item in question oddly similar to some moulds, and yet containing intricate designs that stood out from what the basic designs would allow. At first, she’d hesitated at transitioning any of the items providing by Hephaestus, certain that the deity would take anger at her actions – but as she cut

Nari felt her form move to the forge itself, the flames flickering and popping in time with the winds that seemed to gently flow from the bellows. The tools tipped slightly beneath her touch as she moved across them, hands connecting with pieces that she felt she had no right to hold – much less look upon. Perhaps…perhaps I should just…make something, and see what comes of it? The idea was better than any other she had come up with thus far, and so she turned towards her work, picking up metallic ingots that had been neatly stacked, placing them within flame and coal, and beginning the process

Hephaestus moved to the centre of the forge, opening his arms in order to signify the forge around him. ’I shall extinguish the flame within this forge, lest you can create for me a weapon so perfectly imperfect that I am impressed by the skill required to desecrate the tools and items within. But be warned…I shall be judging your weapon upon its abilities, fragility shall fail, bluntness shall be punished…and cheating, well…I don’t need to declare that.’ Nari found herself staring for longer than she would have liked, waiting to hear the catch to the competition and challenge placed befo

The laugh that rang out in response was far from the soothing tone the voice had been; booming, it struck her ears and caused her to actually wince this time. ’Ahahaha! Humility, paired with flattery. Did you think this would assure you challenge complete? Nay, mortal. I have a task in mind for you – one which will challenge your ability, your wit, and your skills…I should so hope.’ Curiosity took over her as she waited, the deity shifting to place the hammer upon the anvil, depositing carefully the apron and assorted gear that had been worn in preparation for his work – or perhaps in pr

The glow of ember and fire lit up the area, casting a dancing light around her as she spotted the masked being standing to the side, hammer prepared for anvil, and a stance of readiness in its appearance. Nari approached Hephaestus slowly, uncertain how she should address the god, or if she should wait for him to speak. Not that she was given the time required to truly consider it in any measure. ’Welcome to my forge.’ The voice was powerful but not overwhelming. It touched her ears, resonating in a way that spoke to the control that this being had over the area, but it didn’t cause pain

The hallway was dark, though not so much that Nari couldn’t see where she was going. The Satyr had stopped at the entrance, providing a wave of his guiding hand towards the area that she was set to enter, and standing aside for her to pass. ’This is where we part ways, unfortunately I’m not authorised to head any further. For what it’s worth…’ The creature seemed to pause and consider its next words carefully, before continuing with its statement in a manner that somehow seemed apprehensive, and meaningful to Nari. ’…good luck. And thank you, for being kind to me on the walk up. I’ve hea

They’d begun climbing the mountain a while ago, though Nari couldn’t quite say how much time had passed. Her mind had been clouded as she considered her blundered communication skills, and how they appeared to have fallen and faltered compared to where they’d been not so long ago. Maybe staying away, hidden within my own house with no one but Onora to speak with wasn’t such a good thing. Look at how it affects me…I mean, that was… She didn’t need to finish the thought to know she was embarrassed. ’We’ll be entering his domain soon. You should prepare yourself. The Satyr spoke up suddenly

’I think the last time I was here, I had to find the imperfections in his creations…’ She made the comment without consideration, noticing belatedly the odd look that the Satyr suddenly gave her. Belatedly she realised she would need to explain more, and her mind raced as words suddenly poured from her in a failed attempt to overcome what could be an awkward mistake. ’Ah, well…I was a blacksmith before. I mean, way back…then I kinda stopped, now I’m kinda back at it? Sort of…it’s a long story, but essentially…I did a bit of smithing before, and now I’m doing it again…’ The rumbling of wor