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It'd been a handful of days since Elora and Freyd had seen each other, though her mind would rest easy knowing he'd been alive enough to respond to a few of her messages. She was used to seeing him like this. Something about preparing for combat wound him up so tightly that conking out became his only excuse for a break. Admittedly, it was a little concerning. Part of her still speculated that he found some sort of perverse enjoyment through all of it. Scraping a few unruly hairs from the top of his forehead, she planted a gentle kiss in its place. You need some rest. Thank you for preparing all of this for us., she thought before collecting her gear from a nearby table. A smile crossed her face as she regarded how each neatly-wrapped package seemed to contrast greatly with the piles of unsorted supplies surrounding them. Dingo seemed to interpret her amusement, returning the observation with a befuddled shrug. That's just Freyd, they both seemed to admit.

 

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Elora recieves:

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Defense Mechanism | T4 Demonic Light Armor | MIT 2, REC 2
Crafting ID: 213911
An armored set of obsidian-colored greaves, gauntlets, and breastplate. The smooth outer rims of each curvaceous segment are purposely interrupted by decorative spikes. Comparable to the thorns of a rose, they seem to suggest a level of care is to be taken before approaching its wearer.

Emerald | T4 Demonic Trinket | ACC III, EVA I 
Crafting ID: 214317-3
A small green gemstone symbolizing unity, compassion and unconditional love

 

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Venturing to Angel's Point on the outskirts of Floor Thirteen, Randal's curiosity surged as he stepped into the unknown. The journey had led him to a landscape of forgotten mystique, where a ramshackle series of tables, awnings, and tents emerged around the entrance of a ruined monastery. This was where he sought Quip and Dingo.

As Randal walked through the uneven terrain, the air seemed to hold a different flavor – one of secrets and untold stories. His gaze settled upon Quip, a stout young woman with intricate braids adorning her thick blonde hair, and keen green eyes that seemed to hold an entire forest within them. Beside her stood Dingo, an embodiment of contrasts with his tawny-haired mop of hair and a scrawny yet animated presence.

Observing the bustling enclave, Randal's thoughts danced with intrigue. The makeshift settlement pulsed with vibrant energy, revealing a microcosm of life teeming at the fringes. As he approached, he felt the pulse of camaraderie, woven together by shared tales and the allure of discovery. This was an uncharted territory of both people and place, where the pursuit of connection thrived amidst the relics of the past. With each step, Randal found himself drawn deeper, ready to unravel the stories that awaited within the heart of Angel's Point.

"Hello there! I would like to make a sale please."

With a few dings of the interface, tables around the area and visible surfaces start filling up with a sea of consumables.

*Attempting to sell T1E1 x 47 and T1E2 x 42*

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47x T1E1
ID# 130748
ID# 130911-1, ID# 130911-2
ID# 130913

ID# 132751-1, ID# 132751-2
ID# 188433
ID# 188436
ID# 188733
ID# 188866
ID# 189025
ID# 189026
ID# 189027
ID# 189029
ID# 189217 
ID# 189220 

ID# 189221 
ID# 189486 
ID# 189933, ID# 189933-1
ID# 189935
ID# 190362, ID# 190362-1
ID# 190794, ID# 190794-1
ID# 190796
ID# 191203
ID# 191204, ID# 191204-1
ID# 191205, ID# 191205-1, ID# 191205-2
ID# 191207, ID# 191207-1
ID# 191310
ID# 191314ID# 191314-1, ID# 191314-2
ID# 191315, ID# 191315-1, ID# 191315-2
ID# 191472
ID# 191478
ID# 191479
ID# 191530
ID# 191531
ID# 191535

42x T1E2
ID# 188731
ID# 188859
ID# 188860-1, ID# 188860-2
ID# 189028
ID# 189030
ID# 189031
ID# 189216, ID# 189216-1
ID# 189485 
ID# 189488 
ID# 189492 
ID# 190360, ID# 190360-1, ID# 190360-2
ID# 190481, ID# 190481-1. ID# 190481-2
ID# 190484
ID# 190485, ID# 190485-1, ID# 190485-2
ID# 190486
ID# 190488, ID# 190488-1. ID# 190488-2
ID# 190793
ID# 190798
ID# 190799
ID# 191210
ID# 191307, ID# 191307-1
ID# 191308
ID# 191309, ID# 191309-1
ID# 191311
ID# 191471, ID# 191471-1, ID# 191471-2
ID# 191473
ID# 191474
ID# 191476

 

 

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Freyd wandered to the counter himself, Dingo being busy hosting his visiting sister.  Quip had finally left the nest and settled out on her own, for which he was grateful on multiple levels.  If nothing else, his house and shop would be that much quieter.  Hardly could he get a word in before the patron pummeled his poor improvised counters with a mountain of consumables.  Freyd just laughed, having pulled the same trick on another shop owner recently himself. A quick swipe of his hand was all the system to recognize the decomposition command.  Confirmation was provided nearly as quickly and the col returned to the man's digital pockets.

"Heh.  Nice.  I didn't recognize some of the older code on the items.  You must either have been out of circulation for a while or sitting on some very old caches."  The Whisper's keen eyes quickly scanned over and assessed the man's worn equipment.  "I can recommend some good craftsmen if you need some upgrades.  We're just re-organizing our own stock at the moment, but I'm always open to helping players upgrade their gear.  Just let me know what you need."

The telltale ping of deposited col rang through the air.  Transaction complete.

@Randal

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Randal gave off a laugh! His shoulders and chest heaving with every exhale. He felt the shop keep's eyes scan him and immediately understand what he meant. Here he was, some cloth around his hands and legs, barely any other part of his body was covered. Admittedly, days spent in solitude crafting and gathering had left a little worse for wear in terms of social aptitude. Pebbles slithered up from his resting place on Randal's back and without any eyes whatsoever wiggled a little extension of its body towards Freyd seemingly greeting the man. Randal knew better though, Pebbles was almost certainly hungry,

"That'd be amazing but no thank you. It's been a pleasure." Randal was planning to go and take on rumors of a kidnapping on the third floor, but mayhaps he would return to take Freyd up on his offer. He looked back once more at the quaint and beautiful setting. Maybe he would move his food truck somewhere nicer in the future, if customer's weren't coming to him, he might as well explore the world, what's the point of a moving shop if he stayed in one place.

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Quaestor tromped over to his neighbour's shop, having notices a deplorable drop in the standards of shambles usually associated with the place.  

"Freyd, this place looks terrible.  You need to get back on the road and leave Dingo to care for the place in your absence."

A single eyebrow raised in response, as if addressing the ludicrousness of such a proposal.

"I mean it!  And here, I brought you a small sampling from the shop to bring with you.  It common knowledge how much you stuff your gob before each and every one of these quests you go on.  Now, store these away and get out there.  For Miri's sake, if nothing else.  She's tired to you moping around the place."  Having said his peace, the big man sauntered sheepishly back across the road.  Miri's ghostly presence could be observed subtly watching the scene play out from an upstairs window.

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Quaestor gives Freyd:

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Stalwart's Stew | T4 Perfect Meal | MIT 3
A thick mixture of beef, broth, potatoes, onions, celery, peas and carrots guaranteed to stick to your ribs.
215248, 215248a, 215251, 215251a, 215312, 215312a, 215313, 215313a, 216152, 216706, 216707, 216708, 216709, 216710, 216711, 216712, 216713, 216714, 216715, 216716, 216717, 216718, 216719, 216720

Shrimp Gumbo | Tierless Perfect Meal | Overhealth 3
An aromatic mix of shrimp, stock, roux and assorted prices and fixings.

216721, 216722, 216723, 216724, 216725, 216726

Madlad Muffin | Tierless Rare Meal | EVA 2
Tasty and odiferous cinnamon muffins, served warm with a small pad of butter.
215161, 215226, 215232, 215234, 216698, 216699, 216700, 216701, 216702, 216703, 216704

Sweet and Sour Licorice Bites | Tierless Perfect Snack | Loot Die 3
Tiny morsels of strawberry cream flavoured licorice

215012, 215014, 215014a

 

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"G'morning," Morningstar called, peeking his head inside the door to Freyd Edges. It was a homely little shop in a generally gloomy city. He eyed the various trinkets, odds and ends, admiring Freyd's collection. He realized he had never actually been to Freyd's shop before. The senior appraiser had always come directly to Star or left things with his blacksmith friend.

Without looking up from a curiously designed sword, he spoke. "I was wondering if I could snag some unidentified weapons of your hands. Got a bit of a difficult customer. They're looking for Frost and my luck's just not there. I can bring back some mystic essences when I'm finished?"

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Freyd was actually in his shop for a change, doing the unthinkable and sorting through the vast assortment of miscellaneous junk he'd accumulated over years of grinding and questing across every imaginable corner of Aincrad, and then back again.  Dingo had been given the day off, mostly to keep him from interfering.  The kid meant well, but was so lazy that sloths looked like hyper-caffeinated squirrels by comparison.

"Spare weapons?!  Pfft.  You'd be doing me a favour.  Here," he added, calling into existence a massive pile of mishappen objects, each of which held the potential to injure someone.  "See what you can do with those.  They should... uh..."  He tilted his head, as if that was somehow meant to provide additional insight.  "Yeah... they should all be tier four, maybe... probably... I think.  Just bring me back a handful of mystic essence at some point and we'll call it even."

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Freyd gives Morningstar 30x T4 UNID Perfect Weapons:

[202575b] [202575c] [202586a] [202586a] [202592a] [202592b] [202592c] [202601a] [202601b] [202601c]
[213804c] [213804d] [213290b] [214161a] [214162] [216163c][214163d] [214381b] [214410a] [214410b]
[214410c] [214978a] [214978b] [214978c] [214978d] [214978e] [214979a] [214979b] [214979c] [214979d]

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Morningstar stumbled back into Freyd's shop a while later, after all of the pointy objects (and more) had been appraised. Most of the lot was tossed aside, worthless to him; however, a few gems had been dug up. The uniques that he did not have use for were converted to mystic essence, the one material that all appraisers dreamed of. "A handful of it," as Freyd had put it, was to be offered as payment for the collection of items that Morningstar had been loaned.

"Hello," the blonde called into Freyd Edges. The main lobby was clear of people, but the sign said open so he figured it was alright to come in. "I come bearing gifts. Well, payment, really."

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Morningstar gives 6x Mystic Essence to Freyd:

[219722b] [219203] [219106] [219486] [219442] [219545]

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