Faerie

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Straight Sword R1 Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: N/A SP Incurred Towards Limit: 4 SP Refunded: 4 Cost: 4,000

Fae listened to Nari as she explained her thought process, interested in what the woman had to say making sure to dodge any attacks that aimed their way. "I definitely agree, I don't think reapers deserve the bad credit they get all the time, I can't imagine the kind of loneliness that would come with ferrying the dead to the after life." a somewhat somber expression passed briefly over Fae's face before she shook her head "Well Ms. Reaper, thank you for helping me ferry this wayward soul to his rightful place in the after life." Another strike of the club landed close to Fae and she took this

Fae slipped narrowly out of the way of another downward club swing, the green fabric flowing behind her, giving her the visage of a tall, lean fairy. It was clear that Nari wasn't fighting as strong as she could, and Fae was certain that if she was the troll would have met its untimely end long before now with how much damage she could do so casually. The thought was comforting, the troll that was so strong and scary to her only this morning was beginning to feel like a distant memory, replaced by the sight of purple hair and glinting metal spinning, making the troll look weak in comparison.

Despite the situation Fae couldn't help but let out a small chuckle as Nari looked around for her, before her eyes finally landed on the prone Fae on the ground. "You know, I don't think I ever thought of that, I'll have to try that next time." Fae shifted all of her weight onto her back and swung her legs up quickly flipping herself back onto her feet in a crouch watching as Nari easily swept her curved polearm through the air into the troll, doing almost as much damage as her without even using a sword art. Fae stood in her crouch eyes wide mesmerized by the casual way that the purple haired

The small cheer from the purple haired girl in the sidelines did a lot to raise Fae's confidence as she parried another of the troll's blows, and the encouragement that soon followed increased that feeling. A smile kept across Fae's face as she thought of the last time someone was cheering for her on the side lines, the picture of the blonde man in full plate jumping up and down at her first kill was an odd one, but one that made Fae happy. "You know, you remind me a lot of my old friend." Fae dove towards the troll slashing her sword through its thin taught flesh. "He was always a good cheerl

Fae listened to her friend's advice, intently watching the large figure of the troll for any sign of an attack. Nari was right, calm and focus would be the difference between victory and death, and Fae had no intention of the latter. Letting her mind clear Fae didn't respond to the advice instead waiting for the moment the troll swung its large club at her horizontally. Taking the opportunity Fae brought her blue sword up to block the club, feeling it in her arms and legs as she nearly lost her footing from the heavy blow before running forward a similarly bringing her sword into a slash acro

Date: 07-24-23 [10/19 EXP] Rank 1 - Beginner Cook: Able to craft Tier 1 equipment. 2 crafts per day. Crafting Tier 1 [Snack]: ID213921 | CD: 1 | LD: 11 | Fail! (Lose Materials) ID213822 | CD: 1 | LD: 8 | Fail! (Lose Materials) Result: +2 EXP (1+1) [12/19]

Fae was gathering ingredients for her shop when she suddenly stumbled into a clearing a tent and a few easily moved tables made up most of the camp, but the stove and cooking gear all over the haphazard camp made it clear what its intended purpose was. The red haired man at camp was in the process of cutting something on one of the counters offering that she look around and buy some of his wares. Not wanting to be impolite fae picked up a small cup of gelato and purchased it, thanking the man before going back to her own cooking endeavors. Bought: gelato. | TIERLESS DESSERT | LD III [1] -

Fae found herself wondering through the first floor on a pleasantly warm day her eyes eventually landing on a small shop the smell of coffee and books filtering through the glass doors. Smiling to herself she walked into the shop exchanging small pleasantries with the owner of the business and perusing the wares. A small vial of what seemed to be a glittering paste caught her attention, the label explaining that the paste could sometimes catch the attention of small creatures and monsters. Thinking of the frontliners that she had seen with small and useful pets following them Fae quickly purch

Date: 07-22-23 [6/19 EXP] Rank 1 - Beginner Cook: Able to craft Tier 1 equipment. 2 crafts per day. Crafting Tier 1 [Snack]: ID213749 | CD: 7 | LD: 2 | Salvage! (Lose Materials) ID213750 | CD: 8 | LD: 4 | Salvage! (Lose Materials) Result: +4 EXP (2+2) [10/19]

Date: 07-21-23 [3/19 EXP] Rank 1 - Beginner Cook: Able to craft Tier 1 equipment. 2 crafts per day. Crafting Tier 1 [Snack]: ID213570 | CD: 2 | LD: 20 | Fail! (Lose materials) ID213571 | CD: 9 | LD: 1 | Salvage! (Lose Materials) Result: +3 EXP (1+2) [6/19]

Fae looked towards Nari a feignt smile on her lips at the praise and encouragement. Nari was right, Fae was different than she was back then, and this time it would be different this time she wasn't in over head and this time she wouldn't be running. Setting her gaze back on the beast before her Fae held her sword out. The wave of confidence bolstering her stance, Fae watched as the troll shook its head snorting as it glared down at the much smaller figure. Fae kept here eyes locked on the troll, waiting for it to launch an attack. She would have more luck dodging her foe and counter att

Fae leapt up as the large troll slammed its club down on the ground missing her as she planted her foot on the weapon, using it as a springboard to launch herself towards the beasts head. Bringing the flat of her blade slamming into the side of its skull making it stumble to the side as she landed behind it. The troll was very clearly shocked by the attack as it stood there, brain scrambled for a moment. Fae compared the amount of damage that she did compared to the troll and a wave of confidence rushed through her, this creature may have been super powerful to a completely green character who

Fae smiled at the tall ginger who opened the door for her before following him inside her large box in tow "Its nice to meet you Jomei I'm . . ." Fae was cut short from her introduction as the only other guest called out her name, well more accurately a nickname. And with that nickname and that hair Fae knew exactly who this was, even if it had been a long time since she had seen the woman she wasn't so quickly going to forget a friend "Oh, I've just been, around, you know how it is. Its really nice to see you again Nari, and its really nice to meet you Jomei." Fae smiled at the other party go

Back on her feet Fae looked at her health bar again surprised to see how little damage she took compared to when she had fought this troll so long ago. Back then one hit had brought her to the brink of death and she had had to flee in order to even survive the encounter, now she had taken a hit way harder than back then and it had barely done anything to her at all. The fear was still strong in her but a new sense of confidence washed over Fae as Nari stepped in and called out to the troll, her scythe resting behind her. The woman exuded a confidence that Fae couldn't even begin to see h

Fae just smiled at her green haired companion, it was beyond sweet that she was willing to hop into the middle of the combat with nothing in hand. Now holding a whip in her hand Avoryn had some form of weapon to fight alongside Fae with, even if it wasn't the best weapon on the planet. "Thanks Avoryn, I appreciate your help!" Fae tossed the empty vial that she was holding and turned back to face her opponents holding the sword towards them as she prepared herself for another attack. Fae waited until right before one of the boars was about to charge before she launched herself forward pausing f

Fae listened intently to Nari as she focused on dodging all of the attacks that the troll was sending her way being more patient then she was before not trying to make an opening, but instead waiting for one to open for her. Fae was just fast enough to keep dodging the strikes coming at her, but any mistake on her part could lead to her taking a hit from the massive club the troll was holding. A large swing of the club came horizontally at Fae, and there was no chance that she could dodge backward. Opting for the only real option she had Fae jumped into the air above the club making it m

Fae slowly opened the chest fearing the worst, bit as the lid softly thudded against the main body nothing happened, letting out a sigh of relief she looked over the contents, just a few pieces of equipment that were weaker than what she was currently using and a small amount of col and materials, it honestly felt kind of lackluster for all of the effort that she had put in getting the chest to appear, but equipment was still equipment and Fae put it all into her inventory before taking back out both the compass that Giovanna had given her, and the scale she had found using it. The compass was

Blackness was all that Fae experienced for what felt like an eternity as consciousness slowly came back, her eyes snapping open to the light of an early morning. She sat up groggily, she had been unconscious for an a night and half a day, and the chilly air almost came as a shock compared to the blazing inferno that her last moments had been. The clearing was still in ruins, the ground decimated by the heat, though the fiery circle that had enclosed the area earlier was now gone. One other thing was different though, where the large thick scale had been now stood a chest seemingly made of thos

The fog cleared in that moment, almost as if to let Fae experience the fullness of her death, every agonizing second not dulled for even a moment before she would be no more. The stories always said in these moments that you would see your life flash before your eyes, but Fae's mind was completely blank, staring at the unsettling grin of the creature as it savored the moment, advancing on her slowly as if it was enjoying watching her struggle. And struggle she did, Fae's hand stretched for the blade that was lying beside her, muscles aching as the fatigue caught up to her. Fingers scraping and

Every move became more and more lethargic every passing moment as the battle continued to rage on, the idea of giving up an impossible one that wouldn't cross Fae's mind even in her subconscious, but before long the choice to fight wouldn't be something that Fae had the luxury to make. Every attack that the fiery guardian made came closer and closer to hitting Fae as her movements grew more and more sluggish over time. The fight was wearing out every ounce of ability that she had and the beast showed no signs of slowing it's onslaught, no sign that it was growing tired in any way. One m

The ebb and flow of battle was in Fae's blood as she continued to dodge out of reach of the faster and stronger monster, feeling the battle as if it was an extension of her very own body and mind. The brief moment of clarity that had come with the pain from the creature's successful attack was fading quickly, and Fae could feel the fog trying to overcome her mind once more as claws swept narrowly above her head, the hot air coming off the creature singing the tips of her hair as Fae pushed for more space. The fight was dragging on too long, and in the back of Fae's mind, subconsciously

Subconscious willpower, it was the only explanation for how Fae hadn't fallen yet, how despite the fatigue and fog that was building from the combined effort of the extreme heat and the exertion of fighting against the creature of molten magma, she was able to keep dodging out of the way of the hotter than hot claws that aimed to take her head off. Instincts had taken over Fae's body, and there was no thoughts left, it was just the internal struggle between Fae's will to live, and the need for her muscles to succumb to the mind numbing pain and heat. Instincts weren't always enough thoug

Being on the offensive made Fae more confident, but it didn't make the fight any easier as the both she and the fiery demon attacked with a fury. Fae tried to let go of feelings, let go of thought, let instinct overcome her as the fogginess grew and made it harder and harder to think rationally. Her body didn't want to die, and it was almost as if she could subconsciously feel the flow of the battlefield around her. The movements of the creature, the rocks on the ground around her feet, the air rushing around inside the prison of fire as the burning hot air forced the cold air out. Fae could a

Exhaustion. The feeling was now a comfortable friend as the onslaught continued, leaving no time for a counterattack, Fae was on the defensive barely making sure that the fiery claws missed her as she was constantly pushed back, drawing nearer and nearer to the burning wall the kept her trapped. It seemed impossible but the heat only grew more and more intense as Fae was forced closer to the raging blaze behind her. Thoughts getting harder and harder to process, movements getting more and more sluggish Fae could barely even feel panic as the fight continued, both her and the monster's health s