KnightessCiela

Ciela had recently visited Floor 5. She, Wulfrin and Astra went after the Sandshark and Avalanche in one day. That was such a crazy day. She hated the hot desert of Floor 5. But she needed to get another Terra Firma Scale. Then an idea struck her. She swiped through her menus and messaged two players that she knew wouldn't mind helping her take down Terra Firma. To: Acanthus & Wulfrin Hey, wanna smack around a sand shark? Meet me on F05 Ciela waited for a response, or to see her husband, or even see Acanthus with Kumaki barreling behin

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

The hug that Kat enveloped Ciela in was like a warm summers day. She was already planning a surprise visit to hang out with Kat at her shop, or even at her house. Maybe even a girls sleepover for when Wulfrin is busy at the forge. The midnight ripper * * * Combat: KnightessCiela is at full EN and HP KnightessCiela gains 0 EN KnightessCiela's Turn: Post Action: Tech-D vs Midnight Ripper [x16] (15 EN) -1 Well Rested (3/3) Free Action: n/a Tech-D vs Midnight Ripper ID: 247058 | BD: 2 (+6 ACC) = 7 | DMG: 8 * 16 = 128 DMG - 80 MIT = 48 DMG Stats: Ka

PH * * * Post b4 combat

“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)

Brave New World - The Story So Far:

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

"Can't exactly fuse a dessert and a meal love, lucky for you I'm quick. Here ya go Star. Don't use it all in one place." * * * 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.)

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

Ciela rolled her eyes with a grin, brushing off her husband's comment with a soft scoff. “What a dummy,” she muttered under her breath. She turned her attention toward the cave wall, using the lull in action to gather what materials she could. Her boots crunched softly against the frost-laced stone floor, the chill of the cave wrapping around her like a silent curtain. Crystals glittered faintly overhead, casting shimmering reflections along the cavern walls. It was quiet here, peaceful, even, in its own frozen, eerie way. Ciela knelt beside a patch of mushrooms growing near a jagged

Ciela stood still for a moment, eyes locked on the man in front of her. He was her husband, her everything. Watching Wulfrin in battle never got old. There was a sharpness to him, a kind of focused brutality tempered by elegance. Every motion was deliberate, every strike precise. It was like watching a master sculptor carve destruction from the battlefield. She'd seen him fight countless times before, but somehow, it never got old. As his blade cut through the final watcher with a hiss of pixels and fading red light, Ciela felt a proud smile stretch across her face. When Wulfrin turned ba