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Nymoria blinked. The Orchids had erupted into a shower of sparks and shards as they disappeared, leaving her standing alone in the field and wondering exactly how lucky she’d been in her moment of finality. She’d expected, in all reality, to have been taken down by the Orchid group as soon as she’d felt her body tense up and lock in place; yet she stood, knife in hand and staring at the empty field around her in a mixture of confusion and relief as she realised that she was not only still alive, but had defeated the group of Nymphs with another strong stroke. ’Wow, I was really worried t

ph --- (note: adding burn to hirru; forgot to add last turn) 242190 | CD5 | Recovery Failed +1 EN Main Action | Rest (+10 EN) Swift Action | Dowsing Rod EN: -2 Morningstar | HP: 115/205 | EN: 31/43 | DMG: 9 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 4 | REC: 2 | LD: 4 | FLN: 4 | PARA-V | CALTROP (3/3) | DOWSING ROD Hirru | HP: 73/200 | EN: 24/38 | DMG: 1 | MIT: 42 72(+30) | ACC: 1 | BH: 6 | HLY BLS: 8 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 2 | THRNS: 18 | PARA | ENV-0: 8 | LD: 3 | Stun CD 2/3 | Burn: 14 (1/2)

Vigilon had to stay on his feet, or he'd miss his chance. He saw the mark noting the availability of his strongest attack, so he'd need to make sure he wouldn't find himself lacking. Avie quickly made her way over to him with all due haste, before unleashing the Dagger Variant of Blazing Bite. Looks like she wasn't gonna need to score a critical to inflict a burn with a sword art like that...where did she get it? Regardless, Vigilon felt the tingling from his burn. "We may be even in ailments, but maybe it's time to even the odds again." Vigilon decided. He took a deep breath as his weapon beg

She opened her eyes, noticing that almost immediately that she was alive – and that the Orchids had apparently chosen to remain distant from her form. A fact that Nymoria felt was a blessing, as much as a confusing moment. She felt her body release from the paralysis that had held it still for the few, long seconds. Shaking herself off, she repositioned herself slightly away from the Orchids, eyeing them as she recognised the danger that they presented. She’d over estimated her capabilities, which had almost gotten her killed – and she’d felt a small measure of fear towards that realisation.

02/03/25

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2 hammer clangs. Item done: oblivion | [#242072] | TIER 4 STRAIGHT SWORD | FLN II, PARA-V, AA [desc.]: | WE ARE ALL GOING FORWARD. | NONE OF US ARE GOING BACK.

Turns out, Avie was not above stabbing a disabled opponent. She lifted him up with her free hand, then struck his defenseless back with her weapon. Turns out, Vigilon didn't have enough proper protection behind, but at least he didn't suffer any criticals. Hell, it didn't even look like she was aiming for a weak spot, it seemed more like she was testing his equipment for a moment there. She then rapidly moved her free hand from gripping his equipment to gripping his left arm. She squeezed it, as if looking for details hidden by his equipment. "Ah...Anticipated? Unantici

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components. oblivion. | [#211520c] | TIER 4 STRAIGHT SWORD | BLD II, FALLEN [desc.]: a blade forged out of non-reflective metals. along its stony surface are pockets of glitter, speckled, fading into cooler hues. herald. | [#210669c] | TIER 4 STRAIGHT SWORD | DMG, TAUNT, FALLEN [desc.]: | WE ARE ALL GOING FORWARD. | NONE OF US ARE GOING BACK. myotoxin. | [#211012c] | TIER 4 STRAIGHT SWORD | ACC, PRLYZ, PARA-V [desc.]: a fang from a serpent larger than life itself. chiliagon. | [#208152] | TIER 4 STRAIGHT SWORD | BLD, ACC, ABS ACC [desc.]: a fractal blade. wh

iris skips in with an item fusion request!

EN: +1 (Rec: [ID: 242070][CD: 1] no)| HP: 14+1(surv) Main: Entrench | +30 MIT, -5 en Trap? [ID: 242071][CD: 5] Nope Swift: None Morningstar | HP: 115/205 | EN: 22/43 | DMG: 9 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 4 | REC: 2 | LD: 4 | FLN: 4 | PARA-V | CALTROP (3/3) | DOWSING ROD Hirru | HP: 87/200 | EN: 24/38 | DMG: 1 | MIT: 42 72(+30) | ACC: 1 | BH: 6 | HLY BLS: 8 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 2 | THRNS: 18 | PARA | ENV-0: 8 | LD: 3 | Stun CD 1/3

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Skill(s) Being Dropped: Cloth Armor R5 Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Athletics, Nimble SP Incurred Towards Limit: 30 SP Refunded: 40 Cost: 40,000

NIGHT accepts the trade request from iris and receives transient.

iris sends NIGHT a trade request.

it took a while before night snapped out of her mind fixated on the tournament to work on the requests. but it was by nyanko's wish that they were done, so she performed her role as such. | @Boreas pickup.

ph --- 242068 | CD5 | Recovery Failed +1 EN Main Action | TECH-A Swift Action | - EN: -8 242069 | BD2 CD2 | 9*8-72 = 30 DMG to Hirru | Trap triggered -> Blocked by Dowsing Rod 18 dmg to MS from thorns Morningstar | HP: 115/205 | EN: 22/43 | DMG: 9 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 4 | REC: 2 | LD: 4 | FLN: 4 | PARA-V | CALTROP (3/3) | DOWSING ROD Hirru | HP: 71/200 | EN: 28/38 | DMG: 1 | MIT: 42 | ACC: 1 | BH: 6 | HLY BLS: 8 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 2 | THRNS: 18 | PARA | ENV-0: 8 | LD: 3 | Stun CD 1/3

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r10 artisan. cd tool. insignia bangle. | [#224267] | TIER 1 JEWELRY | ACC III [desc.]: a gold-plated bangle with a single emblem indented upon its surface. etched facing inwards is the phrase 'a posse ad esse'. eternal reminder. | [#238605] | TIER 1 TRINKET | EVA III [desc.]: a brass cube with windows to the internals, made to rotate across various icons. used for fidgeting.

Nymoria felt herself freeze in place as the toxins coursed through her; one of the Nymphs having managed to catch her off guard right after she’d torn through them all. The dagger in her hand had stopped halfway through the completion of its arc, and Nymoria could see as the group of Nymphs eyed her, knowing that she was helpless in the moment. She felt a single moment of fear course through her as she realised the sudden danger she was in, and the fact that she had done this to herself. Maybe…maybe they’ll be too afraid to approach? Nymoria knew she was being overtly optimistic, but if s

The garden was the same as it always was, but as Nymoria glanced through the entryway and into the area beyond, she had an odd feeling that something within it was entirely different. Nothing major, she knew, but a small change that either Cardinal or Nemo had made, a change that would go unnoticed by most if they didn’t know to look for it. I wonder what it could be…should I ask Nemo? He’d probably be excited to explain it all to me, most likely. Maybe a bit later, though. Any thought of bringing the topic up to Nemo disappeared as she glanced out over the fields and stopped what she’d

Kisodeth stepped into the dimly lit streets, her boots clicking against the cobblestone as she moved with her usual languid stride. The town was quiet at this hour, save for the occasional NPC shuffling about their scripted routines. Just as she passed a fountain in the center square, a voice called out as urgent, yet polished. “You there! Stop, please!” Her gaze flicked toward the speaker, a man with neatly combed silver hair, an immaculate coat, and a monocle perched over one eye. He strode toward her with long, purposeful steps, his expression one of barely concealed distress.

Combat Data: Kisodeth | HP: 140/140 | EN: 32/32 | DMG: 9 | MIT:42 | ACC:2 As the last rays of sunlight bled into the darkening sky, Kisodeth stirred, stretching out the stiffness from her limbs. She sat up, cracking her neck with a slow roll of her shoulders before pushing herself off the bed. Time to get moving. Her fingers instinctively reached for her menu, summoning it with a practiced flick. She tapped through her inventory, re-equipping Death’s Embrace first, the black steel breastplate materializing onto her form with a faint shimmer. Next came Winter’s Discontent, the familia