KnightessCiela

Ciela was doing exactly what she was meant to do, holding the boss’s attention like a pro. Belregor’s glowing crimson gaze locked onto her, and she could feel the weight of his malice with every step he took toward her. As he raised that massive blood red blade, Ciela dug in her heels and braced for impact, muscles tense but ready. She didn’t flinch as the weapon came crashing down. As the blade collided with her body, she was grateful that her and Wulfrin's preparations came in clutch, as Belregor's blood red blade collided with her, the thorns on her armor activated, piercing through his own

As they approached the looming silhouette, a deep, primal dread settled into Ciela’s chest like ice water. The figure ahead stood unnaturally still, he was massive, cloaked in blackened armor that reflected the pale moon light. Every rasping breath it took echoed like a blade scraping across stone, harsh and unrelenting. It reminded her, in the most absurd way, of Wulfrin catching sight of a perfectly seared steak, hungry and singularly focused. But this wasn’t something she could laugh off. Her gaze locked on the boss's visor, a narrow slit glowing faintly red, as if it had been carved out of

Ciela had only just recovered from her last visit to Floor 5. The scorching sun, the endless dunes, it was basically a sandy sauna with monsters. She, Wulfrin, and Astra had somehow managed to take down both the Sandshark and Avalanche in a single chaotic day. Just thinking about it made her want to drink three gallons of water and take a week-long nap. The desert was not her favorite place, but it had what she needed: another Terra Firma Scale. With a sigh and a roll of her shoulders, she swiped open her menu, the soft glow of the interface flickering against her fingers. An idea had str

Ciela smiled at the silver haired woman that stood before her, looking up as the woman was considerably taller than her. "That'd be me." The bubbliness overflowed through her words. Following not long after was a man, same height but shrouded in black clothes. Ciela focused on his piercing blue eyes. Ciela smiled at the man, "Always!" Another tall man approached, but as quickly as he appeared, he disappeared. Ciela turned to the other players, "Well! Let's get a few introductions out of the way, my names Ciela. What are y'all's names?" A smile was plastered on her face. Ciela h

New Item Crafts: Savory Stuffed Hand Pie | Tierless Meal | EVA II | IDs: 247074, 247073 [desc.]A portable, hearty baked good filled with a mix of meats, vegetables, and cheese, wrapped in flaky pastry. Think of it like a more refined, fantasy-world Hot Pocket. Perfect as a full meal on the go! Beastbread Banquet Loaf | Tierless Feast | EVA II | ID: 247075 [desc.]A colossal braided bread stuffed with layers of seasoned roast meat, roasted root vegetables, and sharp cheese, all sealed in a golden, herb-brushed crust. Each slice reveals a savory spiral of the feast within. Served ho

Kat’s hug wrapped around Ciela like a warm cozy blanket fresh out the dryer on a cold winter day, it was familiar, comforting, and exactly what she needed in this moment. Ciela smiled into her friend's shoulder, already hatching plans for a surprise visit. Maybe she’d drop in at Kat’s shop with a batch of pastries, or better yet, plan a girls' night in while Wulfrin got lost in his work at the forge... again. They hadn't hung out together much since before the last raid, and honestly, she missed that kind of downtime. But there was no time for girlish giggles now. The Midnight Ripper loom

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“It’s honestly no big deal,” Ciela said with a small laugh, brushing a strand of red hair behind her ear. “I help because I know how it feels being away from family and proper food. After a while, field rations start tasting like cardboard with a side of regret. A good homecooked meal now and then? Changes everything.” She reached into her inventory and pulled out one of her signature parchment-lined baby pink tins, the sweet scent of baked goods immediately wafting through the air. “Here,” she offered with a smile. “I always pack extra. It's become habit, really. You’re welcome to some.

Ciela smiled warmly at Kiyabu’s gesture, gently tucking the flower behind her ear. Its soft scent drifted past her nose, mingling with the summer air of the field they’d just cleared. The soft pink bloom contrasted against her fiery red hair perfectly. “It’s beautiful,” she said sincerely, “Thank you.” Naturally, Dean didn’t miss a beat wanting the three of them to go out for drinks after they wrapped up this quest. Ciela sighed, feigning reluctance. “Fine, you’ve worn me down. But you do realize we can’t get drunk in here, right? We could chug ten drinks and still walk straight as a rule

Current Stats and Items: Character Sheets v4.2 - Ciela (Non-raid ready)

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Wulfrin had invited her to a last minute boss run with Katoka and Freyd. Definitely a team that would be unforgettable. Their target was the Floor 29 boss, the Midnight Ripper, and while the name alone would make most players shudder, Ciela wasn’t as nervous as she might’ve been. Freyd had apparently soloed the boss before, which gave her a strange sort of reassurance. If anything, she was just happy to be included, to matter enough to be invited into a squad like this. She hadn’t seen Katoka since the wedding, and now that she thought about it, she really missed her. Life had been a whir

Ciela clung to Wulfrin like a wet blanket, fingers curled into the fabric of his cloak as if he might disappear at any moment. Her heart thudded with a strange mixture of excitement and nerves. This was it, her very first raid. No more just gathering materials or providing snacks on the sidelines. She was a frontliner now, and the weight of that realization made her stomach churn. She scanned the gathering crowd of players, many were familiar. Friendly faces she’d come to trust, friends who had stood beside her in battles or across her bakery’s counter. Some had even been there for her an

Buying the following items: Dimensional Backpack | 5,000 Col Immolation Potions[x4] | 4,800 Col Glow Stone | 200 Col Total: 10,000 Col

Avalanche was hanging on by a sliver, just a few more solid hits and it would be nothing more than scattered pixels across a frozen wasteland. But Ciela was reaching her breaking point. Her limbs ached with the sting of the cold, and the frostbite effect was gnawing away at her. She could feel the chill deep in her chest, like her heart itself was icing over. Her breath came in sharp, visible puffs. "You’re gonna pay for that, you oversized snowcone," she growled, gripping her sword with white-knuckled resolve. She surged forward, putting everything she had into one last charge. But just

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New Item Crafts: S’mores Platter | Tierless Rare Meal | EVA II | ID: 245906 [desc.] A cozy dessert board stacked with grahams, gooey mallows, assorted chocolates, and fun toppings—perfect for fireside bonding or sugar-fueled strategizing. S’mores Skewers | Tierless Demonic Feast | PROTEIN II | EVA II | ID: 245976 Haha, ya want S’MORE? [desc.] Graham-crusted marshmallows and chocolate chunks roasted on a stick, sinfully sweet and stacked to satisfy even the most infernal cravings. (If you want the description.) * * * Items Used: Tierless Rare Meal: 245906 skewer

Putting this feast into Gungnir | ID: 245864 The Very Innapropriately Shaped Glizzy | ID: 245863 | T4 Demonic Feast | MIT III | OH 1 [desc.] Too lewd and inappropriate for the System to render fully. You know what's hiding behind that mosiac. Ya nasty.

It's spelunking time baybee! Buying: Gungnir's Shard | ID: 245864 Cost: 10 Mon

*takes* "Thanks Hot dog man"

They had planned the fight for late evening, strategic, efficient, and just early enough to wrap things up before the sun dipped below the jagged skyline of Aincrad. The idea was simple: finish off the Lich King, then head home to Fondante’s Inferno for a quiet meal and the kind of peace only sunset and home-cooked food could bring. Ciela had already mapped out the recipe in her head, something savory and warm, maybe slow-roasted meat seasoned with spice she’d been saving, paired with her favorite golden root mash. Aincrad’s cooking system let her be creative, and the fact that Wulfrin went ou

Just as they’d planned, Ciela unleashed a wide arc of an AoE attack, her blade sweeping through the air with precision and purpose. The crusty dusty musty Lich King screeched as the energy tore into its space, disrupting the dark magic it had been trying to summon. No skeletons for you, no no no. She smirked. Not on her watch. Despite going in without buffs, Ciela held her ground with confidence. Her new armor gleamed with enchantments earned through long hours of prep, and now, finally, she could see that effort paying off. Each time the Lich tried to hack her down with its massive sword

Ciela gave Wulfrin a sharp nod, taking in the carefully laid out battle plan he’d all but handed her on a silver platter. Having a clear strategy before diving headfirst into a high-stakes fight? Yeah, that made everything a whole lot less terrifying. It was just like him, always thinking ahead, always making sure she had the tools to survive, and more importantly, win. As usual, Ciela stayed close behind Wulfrin. He never let her lead into danger first, no matter how much her role was supposed to be that of a tank. It was frustrating sometimes, endearing most of the time, but now? Now sh

Ciela staggered backward, flailing as she tried to shake off the baby wyverns now latched onto her like particularly bitey accessories. She managed to throw one off, briefly, only for it to land on the ground, recover, and immediately leap back onto her other leg like a determined toddler with claws. One was gnawing determinedly on her forearm like it was a chew toy. Another was hanging off her boot, tail swishing aggressively. One had somehow gotten up onto her back and was currently attempting to make a nest in her hair. And the silver one, the one she’d dared to cuddle first, had its l

Ciela’s eyes sparkled as they approached the tiny creatures nestled in the crystalline nest. Her voice pitched up with barely-contained excitement as she looked over her shoulder at Wulfrin. “But look baby! Cute little dragons!” she squealed, pointing at the cluster of slumbering baby wyverns with the unshakable confidence of someone who’d already decided this was a good idea. Despite Wulfrin’s very obvious look of alarm, Ciela kept her eyes locked on him and without a single shred of hesitation, she reached into the nest. Her hands gently scooped up the smallest of the bunch, a glea