Lancaster

A flame in his hand swelled to life, glowing brightly amongst a dimly lit smog. That kindling raced across his shoulders like a trace of gasoline, outlining his back and sending a wave of heat outward. The ground smoldered and burned, the moisture on it flash boiled into a column of white steam. The rich scent of everything inside it reeked and rattled the senses in an instant assault to the nose. "Ugh." Lancaster released in a guttural venting of disgust, his brow furrowing as he'd wave a hand in front of his face. Hoping to sweep away the stench that caused his eyes to water. A heavy boot hi

The man looked wistfully out at the waterfront. His eyes tired and dreary, bags underneath them as it would appear he was almost counting the waves as they came up the shore. "Is fantastic, keep it on. Let only one of us be... so on edge." Lancaster remarks hesitantly as he'd look toward @Mari. "Was expecting anyone of them to start pulling out swords, and I'd need to make a scene or worse." Lancaster offered in a bout of honesty leaning forward to flick the length of ash off his smoke. His gaze would list to the party off in the distance, then refocus their efforts on Mari. "But I...trie

PH Quest Objective | Must defeat an initial pack of 4 <<Stygian Warriors>> before engaging the boss.

A small reprieve, a bit of shut eye to relax the chaotic schedule the pair had held the last few days. Albeit Lancaster's not nearly as demanding as Mari's yet even still it wasn't easy. Something as simple as a nap and a conversation not racked by tension and drama had worked wonders in thinning out stress that had been building for the man for some time. Fingers intertwined with Mari's, finding the warmth welcoming as they'd travel through the sights and sounds of multiple floors. Organic yet long, the red head couldn't help but draw that normally this would have been frustrating but Mari ma

Looking deeply at the bottle of wine, something that in real life he'd never chance drinking it and likely just pawn it. Even a fraction of what it was worth was quite a pretty penny, in here it may not amount to much given players don't really know what they are looking at most of the time. Nearly none of them had never had appreciations for such near artifacts with a history. "A fresh loaf of bread does sound good, a rolled brioche early before a long ride..." The man would tap his lips with the tips of his fingers, a kiss to the wind. Clearly they had done the objective, as it became gray a

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Battle Healing +36 HP The man stood stalwart under a locked jaw around his shoulder, a spark of flame surges with enough moxie to send Kumatetsu backing away. Their collective insect was directly playing the part of unwelcome third wheel, and Lancaster taps the embers off his shoulder revealing the smallest red punctures. "Is only a scratch, not my first scrap. But interesting that he got fatter, a bit more bite then most players. No puns intended." Pressing his hand against the wounds sees the heat roar and when it cools he'd raise it to show the marks smaller. T

Having his etching plucked from his hand and then sparking to light up a smoke, the man cannot help but smile wide leaning into the flame and drawing it in twice to a couple puffs of grey scratching the back of his head. "Is a little...odd. All I am saying." The man offers a shrug as she'd read intently the impressions to decipher the language in it. "Not much of a game player so perhaps I miss the point. I can see the wheels turning, its very alluring~" Locking eyes with Mari tapping on his temple he'd take notice the bags under them forming, long bouts of exhaustion has him contemplate cutti

The explanation provided by Mari to outline the utter chaos that unfolded within this sandy beachfront where all manner players continued to pour in like a leaky faucet. Paying the woman a kiss that was a little reluctant given the sharpness of his own tensions. This band of all walks held to revelry that would make even Aincrad's most nefarious blush, the rowdiness and infighting among the crowd was even more untamed and wild which was ironic given the fights would hardly escalate as far. Taking a sip of the Limoncello the woman had already drug tested, not entirely convinced he was welcome h

The pair had wandered out from the little tablet room with a copy of the impressions in hand. Lancaster was functioning nearly fully on a hunch, and Mari was more then capable of securing a quicker route for the both of them. Reading in earnest the description of the quest, looking for the obvious flags that would just straight up spoil the whole ambiguous bull crap hoops they had to jump through. "Is strange..." Lancaster began to speak jumping down from a larger root using his hand as a brace, landing with a heavy thud. "All my time in Aincrad, and can count on one hand...quests. Seemed poin

A thought as he'd scan the impressions trying to see it as any real language, making out only a couple of words by using comparisons to the door. The thought of dragging the whole damn slab out crosses the mans mind, but seemed utterly impractical. Mari's wrap around his waist has him seek out her hand with his left, the man clearly had gears turning in his head. Allowing Mari to lead with his thoughts racing, puzzling out exactly how this mechanism was supposed to function. It was rare the door he couldn't just burn down, melt through, or otherwise. Ironically Lancaster welcomed the challenge

The players were still rather smitten given they'd never done anything like this or even considered it. Both of them normally ran alone, save the odd inclusion into their affairs that was fleeting like smoke. To Lancaster it was an entirely different vibe, where he had to constantly threaten or cater to idiots. Mari was like a breath of fresh air, more then capable of pulling her weight and certainly carrying his. Scanning the rumored caverns, like a pair of treasure hunters yet neither was putting too much stock into it. It was just an excuse to enjoy one another's company. His hand raised wi

Using Gungir's Shard [251398a] to bottle: {Sullivan's Cove} | Protein 2, ACC 2 [Feast - 251363])

Purchase | Gungir's Shard [251398a] | [10 Mon] | UNIQUE Caches and expends a craftable consumable. The item to be cached must be submitted to a player's evaluation thread. Once confirmed, players may use the item to provide a buff to their characters once per thread. Other players can be affected by this item’s effects (eg. feasts, mass healing crystals), but the item cannot be used in combat. This item is tradable until an item has been evaluated on it, and a character can never own more then 1 evaluated Gungir's Shard at a given time. This item can be reset by paying 100,000 col to have it

Thread Closure: Lancaster | [Word Count: 3265/5 = 653] * [True Tier: 4] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 2743 EXP Mari | [Word Count: 3265/5 = 653] * [True Tier: 13] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 8913 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 1336 col Quest Rewards: 300 x 1.05 = 315 Experience Points Wedding Rings (Active) Final Rewards: Mari: 9228 EXP 1*Mon Wedding Ring (Active) | Strong Will Lancaster: 3058 EXP 1*Mon Wedding Ring (Active) | Strong Will

The world stood still, as time seemed to stop. Two words were all it took to bring every little trial, hang up, and problem crumbling down to its knees. A welling of his heartstrings as his ribcage threatened to burst open, Mari would no doubt feel the drum being pounded heavily in his chest. Gaining tempo the moment those two words fell. So simple, and yet the pronounced effect carried with it long past them in solitude. The book leaving his hands snaps reality back into motion, but his blood pumped in a frenetic fever all the same. Her hands were shaking, wobbling in a tremble under the weig

Reciprocating her smile with his own, finding his headspace a little drunk on her attire and silently kicking himself for not having the means for something to match. But in the end, what mattered more was the truth of it. The raw emotion and desire, more then the imagery and formalities. "Neither do I..." Pecking her forehead given he knew that it was decidedly bad luck if done on the lips. "I welcome your obsessions. Allow me the same. To share them." The scent of orange and a hint of strawberry tickles his nose. His nerves screaming desperately for release in the shape of a lit cigarette bu

Through the gateway with Mari at the lead, Lancaster stands tall amongst the slightly kindled backdrop that raged in serenity. The ash burn mark still lingered here, as if the cardinal system wanted to provide its symbolism and not wash it clean. "Quite the magic trick." Lancaster remarked with his own version long since dead, without the resources to renew it with his severing of the guild. Moreover his wasn't so direct to a space, causing him to stir with questions. But looking down at Mari with her stomach in knots, he'd gently rub her back to help it pass. "It was, strange to imagine..." L

Thread Closure: Lancaster | [Word Count: 2692/5 = 538.4] * [True Tier: 4] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 2261 EXP, 1*Mon Mari | [Word Count: 2692/5 = 538.4] * [True Tier: 13] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 7349 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 1102 col, 1*Mon Quest Rewards: 300 x 1.05 = 315 Experience Points (ea.) Location | Floor 28, Fire Forest PK access | Technically no, strangely. But yes for narrative Number of guests | 0 Option of providing stat-boosting food | Nah Wedding ring [Custom] {Lancaster} | Strong Will: +1 base damage Wedding r

The pounding at the large doors of the church would eventually subside, as if the system was changing modes and was choosing to wait them out. Like a pair of bank robbers with a hostage. "We have our own rings, register or whatever...We are keeping them." The man barked as he'd lift back a piece of a stained glass window to peer outside and peg the guards locations. A glance to Mari he'd nod pulling the cigarette out his lips and tap it into a nearby candle. "Certo. Perfect. Private should be best. Got that little man?" Raking his hand through her hair, a pair of lovers beneath a mountain of f

Lancaster cupped her hands in his own, easily dwarfing them as they disappeared into them like a hearth. A shared dreary excitement, mixed with a near lack of motor skills causing them to fumble around. The haphazard haste of the pair tossing each other shoes, bits of clothing like socks passed to and from. As if they were late to an appointment that neither had made. Lancaster hopping on one foot as he slipped on his other boot, Mari roughly in a battle with a brush stuck half way through tangled hair. Yet, they left and with a little encouragement from Mari's tools they wouldn't have to hoof

After the sheer unbridled chaos had left so little left in their wake, the man had his nerves dialed up to 11. The door on their home was repaired, yet wouldn't help but feel a bit alien given it was drastically different then the day before. The table lay barren of all the foodstuffs he'd failed to enjoy, and his mind still foggy from the excessive amount of wine. The soft crunch of snow under his feet, as he'd begin to pick up debris from the yard and cast them into a pile. Like the shattered remains of a once rose tinted view, muddied by a desperation to resist the world exerting its pressu

The lit end of a cigarette casts a low orange glow across the mans face, in a dimly lit tavern in one of the back alleys of the floor. Mari's warp pads had really allowed the man to stretch his legs, and made all the walking cut extremely short. One of his old dives he'd lean back in the booth near the back, listening on as he'd spin a cup that dangled by his fingertips in his right hand. The gold colored alcohol inside swirls as the ice clatters against the glass. Lancaster exhales sharply, allowing a stream of smoke to spray across the table as he'd lean forward and tap the dangling ash into

A small grin at the subtle spite of Mari's linguistic defeat, given that wasn't at all his intentions but he found the gesture rather sweet despite it. Carried in her will to show him the rest of the abode, finding the stones that lingered simply through cursory glances. A method evolved to begin to create a space that could survive him being a firebug, proving once again Mari's ingenuity with a concept and to what lengths she could evolve it. The man wasn't quite perceptive to seek out and spot them all, but more then competent enough to spot a few. Into the destination she'd aimed to show hi

Purchase because fuck having no escape route. Teleport Crystal | [800col] Use a post action to activate a teleport crystal. Teleports the player to the town or designated teleportation area they specify.

The message caught him off guard, and the last stint of time had the guy traveling up 20 entire floors through cleared boss rooms on foot. The glories of having a damn orange marker and absolutely no other method of travel. Wandering out to the beach and looking back and forth trying to determine where the hell this thing was. A thin trail of smoke from a lit cigarette in his lips, and a dreary look of confusion smattered on his face. Hands fold into his pockets as he traced the shore line, finally locking his sights on a makeshift set of structures that matched little of the environment aroun