Mari

"Guards are nothing." Mari hissed at the kid. She meant it, with every breath, every syllable. NPCs meant nothing to her. Now more than ever. Hell - they almost got a kid caught up in their blind pursuit of an orange marker. Mari wasn't happy, her throat felt like it was torn in two. Her breathing ragged. Hair tousled and messy. He had even gone as far as to insult her mask. Granted...it was an awkward shape, but that wasn't on her. "That mask saved you from breathing in what's essentially Aincrads version of mustard gas." Mari said as she would pull out a bottled water, tag a swig then spit i

After quite possibly her first failure in months, Mari managed to fish up yet another chest. The bad luck simply washing away with the ebb and flow of the water, or something poetic like that. With the use of another golden key, Mari managed to get yet another gleaming scale. Good, maybe today would be worth it after all. "Hmmmm...." Mari leaned backward to rest on her hands. Her eyes staring at the sky above. Virtually cloudless. Nothing but azure skies. Perfect weather for a beach party. "Ugh...Bikinis..." Mari would wear one, but she wasn't very confident in her looks. She was better,

With great confidence comes great....hubris, or something... Mari was feeling pretty good about all the chests she had managed to fish up, so when she went to recast her line she hadn't been giving the task as much attention as she should have. The entire rod slipped right out her hands and fell into the water. "Ahh...shit!" Mari exclaimed as she leaned forward to follow it. shoving her hand into the water and blindly flailing around till her hand wrapped around the fibreglass rod. Mari gave a sigh of relief as she pulled it out of the water. That was a close one. She almost lost it.

Maybe this fishing trip would be far shorter than she thought...especially if she kept up fishing up chests. Would it be considered rude for her to just shove a pile of unidentified items on Morningstar at the crab boil? Probably... Mari wasn't going to do that to him. At least... not at Oscars event. If it was anyone other than Oscar...she'd contemplate it, but Oscar was someone she was close with, intimately so. She wanted to build a better friendship with the man and that didn't start with throwing items or drinks or whatnot at people. That's probably the opposite of what he'd want at

With another line cast, and another thunk as her line sunk straight to the bottom of the lake Mari pulled out yet another chest. What was this??? Three in a row? Damn. Okay. Oops....make that four golden keys left. Mari shoved the key into the small rusted lock and turned it. With a click the chest sprang open. "Huh..." On top of the plethora of unidentified items, which were pretty nifty in their own right... Sat a single gleaming scale. Mari picked it up and held it to the light. This was the first time she'd gotten something like this from fishing. They were supposed to be a rare co

Mari fiddled with her key chain as she contemplated how long she should sit here and fish- She didn't want to be late for Oscars event... and she only had a few keys - maybe she'd go until she ran out of them? Then again that could take a long while - what would the chances be of her quickly fishing up several chests? "Just a dream after all...." Mari said to herself as she cast out her line. Maybe she was bothering Morningstar? All she seemed to do was drop off shit at his store then vanish again, only to repeat the process. There wasn't really much communication between the two other t

Don't try me Morningstar. You'll rue the day you said 'I like rolling unidentifieds' It wasn't too far from Baldurs estate; thankfully with the new portal Jacobs Ladder had set up Mari was able to use a teleport crystal to get here sooner; it was the trek down that proved problematic, although Mari had the coordinates for her home saved and she could technically get there quickly...Mari just didn't want to waste such an item. Raidou had taught her to make the little trinket but it was horribly expensive to not only craft, but melt down all those teleport crystals. So, maybe

Rank 7 - High Mentor Alchemist 890/1279 [1] = Critical failure (Lose materials) [2] = Fail (Lose materials) [3-5] = Salvage (Keep materials on LD 11+) [6-8] = Uncommon item (1 slot) [9-11] = Rare item (2 slots) [12] = Perfect item (3 slots) Critical Fail and Fail crafts: +1 EXP Salvage crafts: +2 EXP Uncommon crafts: +3 EXP Rare crafts: +5 EXP Perfect crafts: +8 EXP Custom Ambition Tool | Obtained HERE Gain +1 bonus crafting EXP for each crafting attempt. Attempt 1 ID: 250239 LD:15 CD:3 -1 material +1 EXP Ambition + 2 E

Would like to have the Gungirs shard evaluated pls and thank you! Gungir's Shard | 250238 | Caches and expends a craftable consumable. The item to be cached must be submitted to a player's evaluation thread. Once confirmed, players may use the item to provide a buff to their characters once per thread. Other players can be affected by this item’s effects (eg. feasts, mass healing crystals), but the item cannot be used in combat. This item is tradable until an item has been evaluated on it, and a character can never own more then 1 evaluated Gungir's Shard at a given time. This item can

Mari totally accepts this wowee Thanking you Crushes your glasses in thanks

"What's the catch?" "You have to spend time with me." Came Mari's simple reply. It's all she wanted really. Mari would shove her lit cigarette behind her ear, the smoke slowly circling above her as she bent down to snatch the col up from the floor - and with a few flicks of her finger on her HUD - the amount sat firmly in Corvo's coffers. "There's not really any catch. I'm...." Mari sighed as she shifted her eyes away from him. How to put it? Surely he didn't need to hear the whole story. "I'm a little...sick of everythin' to do with the frontlines. The politics, the constant need for eve

"Doubling down, were ya? Didn't really feel the vibe, needed some redundancy?" Mari ignored the barbed words as she opened up her inventory, pulling out a hellstorm potion, and a bottle of Sullivans Cove whiskey, half empty. Her go to drink for when she needed to calm down, and right now she was doing her very best to keep calm. He was back to calling her sugar tits- if that meant he was tolerating her now or not, Mari didn't know. "Can't imagine someone like you is used to anyone saying they missed you." She said simply, just not being able to resist the barbed words. They were accentuat

-yoink- Hammerspace Backpack |250165 Adds +1 to the player's Battle Ready Inventory. In addition to this effect, all Battle Ready Inventory slots extend their item capacity by 2. A player may only benefit from one Dimensional Backpack or Hammerspace Backpack at once, the latter taking precedence over the former. Cluster of Stars | 250166 Changes the type of an item as long as its enhancements are applicable to its new type. Gungir's Shard | 250238 Caches and expends a craftable consumable. The item to be cached must be submitted to a player's evaluation thread. On

Buying Nametag | Allows its user to change the name and description of an equipment piece. (Obtained here)

-Dear Wulfrin. Pls Can you fuse these two items together to create a ring; Glasses. | Trinket (Jewelry) | ACC III EQUIPPED Crafting ID: 231543 A glasses frame lacking lenses. Obtained HERE Ring | [#249849] | PERFECT TRINKET | LD, FIREPROOF, EVASION A small unassuming red ring, on the inside of the band it says 'il mio sogno' to Concerto Fiamma | [#249849] | PERFECT TRINKET | FIREPROOF | ACC III A small unassuming red ring, on the inside of the band it says 'il mio sogno' using nametag: Nametag | Allows its user to change the name and descriptio

Mari totally just throws more unidentifieds at Morningstar like FWOOM all over his bench like oopsie doopsie. Same deal, need the uniques; still looking for uniques! ex oh ex oh Thanks for the ring homie! Unidentified Perfect Weapon ID:249460a Unidentified Perfect Weapon ID:249460b Unidentified Rare Weapon ID:249460c Unidentified Perfect Armor ID:249583a Unidentified Rare Armor ID:249583b Unidentified Perfect Weapons ID:249588a Unidentified Perfect Weapons ID:249588b Unidentified Perfect Armor ID:249588c Unidentified Perfect Armor ID:249588d Unidentified Perf

Tier 4 Perfect Trinket Description: Ring | Tier 4 | Fireproof A small unassuming red ring, on the inside of the band it says il mio sogno -- Scrap the rest - keep the mystic essence on hold for Mari <3 @Morningstar

The sound of a crate snapping and a sudden exclamation. “Ah, fuck me.” There were more of them? Mari instinctively threw the little yellow sphere in the direction of the sound. It landed just before what looked like …Oh shit. It was the kid who was supposed to be appraising her stuff. Was he done already? Was that why he was here? Mari’s eyes darted to the town gate; she had been too close - two guards were running toward her. “Shit..” Mari pulled her plague doctor mask out from her inventory, darting toward the kid she shoved it over his head. “Keep that on.” She hissed.

"Well, hello to you too." Mari said plainly. She stood, carefully placing the bottle of wine down on the large rock before dusting off the extra col from her lap. She should have expected as much from him. The shouting, the clicking of his fingers at her - as much as it annoyed her, she missed it. "It would have been hard to message you, considering I was in fucking prison for two years. Two years. No sun, no communication, nothign but stale rations and falling asleep to the sound of screaming people and mobs alike, so yeh. My fuckin' bad. That I didn't reach out." Mari had to take

"Thanks." He would think about throwing the line out once more, but the talks were starting to get more and more involved. Also, what was going on in that last part. "I've been told that by everyone else too, and that I shouldn't hold it against myself. To not let everyone else's opinions affect me. So, I think I can joke about it a bit here and there, but I don't think it would be a great conversation starter either." He would give a slight snicker before addressing the request that Mari would make of him. Looking at his list of runic inscriptions, he would eye ball things

Mari watched Hirru play with his headband, and how it would ignite into a light, shimmery glow. He talked about how he helped a floor boss. Another bleeding heart? "Huh.." Mari said. She turned her attention to the lake. She was quiet for a moment before finally giving a shrug. "Yanno. I really don't give a fuck about NPCs." It was crass, but it was honest. "I'd knife them down by the dozen. I don't care how human they appear to be. They're not." The last part was spoken with a very clear and distinct bitterness. She once thought they were capable of so many things. But in the end...they didn'

*picked up weapon * "Easy. Here is money." A tilt of her head. "Here is what I am looking for, if you can help, that'd be great." A small piece of paper slipped over to him. "I'll make it worth your while if you can help." Not that he would need it, if their last outing was anything to go buy. Armor [Heavy] | Flame Aura I | Mitigation 3 Trinket | Accuracy 3 | Fireproof Another stack of items. This time weapons. "Same deal, let me know if any uniques - if not scrap them." Perfect Weapon ID:249760, ID: 249761, ID: 249762, ID: 249764, ID:2497834 ID:2497833 ID

**BANG** The door practically came off its hinges as Mari practically burst into the store; her tattered scarf wrapped around the lower half of her face, her halberd in hand. Black Miasma dripping from its blade. She hastily slammed the door shut behind her. "Oops." The force rattled the entire store. Mari pulled her scarf down revealing freckled features and with a flash her weapon disappeared. Mari pulled a piece of paper out from her pocket, mumbling under her breath, "PK accessible my ass..." Mari glanced up at the shop keep. He looked like a teenager. Great...just great. "Arcant

Mari tilted her head at Oscar calling both her and Lancaster cute. "Cute?" Her eyes shifted to Lancaster. Well...Oscar wasn't wrong, there was something irrevocably charming about the man beside her. Mari would reach out and brush his red fringe from his face before leaning in to kiss it, then turning to Oscar with a small smile. It was a relief, knowing the host of the party was okay with Lancaster being here. "He's...my obsession." Mari said with a cheeky grin. If Oscar did recognize who he was, he didn't immediately mention it. Mari gave the man a small wave as he was preparing to leav

The 26th damn floor... Mari had gone to the store since Arcanthus had recommended it to her; but was it really worth going up so many levels - and traversing a safe zone? Mari wasn't sure. Time would tell if the kid would be useful or not. If he wasn't, Mari would simply not bother returning. The weather was nice, and the floor itself posed no problems. Beyond the fact it was the first time she really explored the place. Maybe Mari should, it'd take the a while to appraise the items. Mari told herself she'd do a lap of the perimeter of the city; maybe check out the nearby forest as s