On the seventh floor in the settlement of Deepedge lies a restaurant made from pinewood slats. It's a little off the main road, but still in sight from it. Hanging from the outside is a sign that reads, "Tacet Cibum, where our toast is as golden as silence". Inside is a comfy interior with wooden tables and chairs and a fireplace blazing in the corner. The room traps the heat well and leaves a nice pine scent lingering in the serving area. Toiling in the kitchen is a pink-and-brown haired girl w
Neo was doing her best to make sure that she could create the items that she needed to complete the packages of items for the raid she knew was coming sooner than later. The guardian was down, partially by her own hand, and she wanted to make sure no one went in unprepared. However, she was running awfully low on materials. On top of that, she knew that she wouldn't be able to supply everyone unless she went out gathering. But going for that level of materials was tricky at best. Few would come