Freya

Thread Closure: Freya | [Word Count: 3276/5 = 655.2] * [True Tier: 9] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 6192 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 928 col Kasumi | [Word Count: 3276/5 = 655.2] * [True Tier: 9] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 6192 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 928 col Final Rewards: Freya: 6192 EXP 1 Mon Kasumi: 6192 EXP 1 Mon Simmone (Guild Treasury): 928 (Freya)+928 (Kasumi)=1856 Total Col 1 Guild Tokens (Freya)+1 Guild Tokens (Kasumi)=2 Total Guild Tokens

Freya twists her head locking eyes with Kasumi. It would seem that Freya was doing that thing again. Gaius got after her several of times about being so random. One time he even grabbed her by the shoulders and just told her to stop talking and breath. "I'm sorry Kasumi," saying as she slinks into the warmness. Thinking about how many topics came up in just the few minutes, the poor girl was listening to commercials on a damn radio. Taking a few minutes to breath, crossing her legs in the water as she closed her eyes. Her hands would float on top of the liquid. "Sometimes my brain goes wild an

"Oh right, I won first place freshman year. Then somehow you got so much better, how did you manage to shave 2 minutes off your time in less than a year. " It was something that really got to her back then. She would push herself but it always seemed like her time stayed the same. "I didn't realize it at first. I just kept thinking why you looked so dam familiar every time I saw you in passing." It was sorta true, they had hardly spoken to one another because Freya was gone for a whole year and a half. The first person that she really connected with was Gaius. Now that she thought about it, sh

It was like the girl didn't know how to act around her. From Kasumi's earlier comment did she really think that she wasn't Freya. It seemed like she was literally walking on egg shells around her. Giving a sigh, there had to be something that would break that weird tension. Crossing her arms as the girl was practically staring daggers her way. "Do you really think that I'm someone else," giving another deep sigh. "Correct me if I'm mistaken but you won nationals for swimming 3 years in a row at your high school, I know cause I always came in second place." It was a long shot and if this wasn't

"Who are you and what have you done with Freya!" The question was a bit alerting, she looks around to make sure Kasumi was talking to her. Confused by the context of the phrase, she back tracks a bit trying to understand. Glancing to the floor cakes, then to the springs, eyes fall to her towel. All this stacked with the fact that this was the first time she had ever invited Kasumi somewhere that wasn't a quest. Seeing the girls fist starts to raise, Freya raised her hands in front of her as a truce. "Wowowo, calm down. I come in peace," saying as her fingers on both hands turn to the alie

Walking through the large cave, bare feet echoes on the walls. The interior was a light blue color, she couldn't tell if it was the crystals or the weird firefly looking things that were making this happen. She could hear dripping of liquid from the ceiling as it hit the small watering holes. It was really warm in here too, that is why she chose this place as a runner up location. It was calm and relaxing, who wouldn't want that right before a possible stressful filled day. She finds a spot away from the other players, an area that had a flat surface. Setting the basket down, she takes a mediu

-PLUNK- A large picnic basket was placed on the counter top. She had made 5 different cakes because in all honesty she had no idea what Eruda's favorite flavor was. The hope was that her twin sisters best friend would know. There was a few places that she wanted to check out for the bachelors party coming up. It was unknown if Raidou was going to have one, but she wasn't going to let her get married without one. The cakes she made were on the miniature side of things, but when it actually had to be made it would be much larger. It was the only way she was going to get it all to fit into the

Holding the sack of flour on her shoulder that the woman force on her. Everything that Nisa had said was so true it almost hurt. Stopping for a moment to take the others out of her inventory. If Freya wanted to make this experience as real as possible there could be no short cuts, it was all or nothing. Heaving those bags over both shoulders now, pain could not be felt here but exhaustion could. That would be her reminder that she was still alive, that she was still Freya. Walking through the streets of Deepedge, people were staring at her. The girl would walk with a smile painted across her f

Watching Nishime's every movement and how to do this. Taking the bag from the woman's grasp after being shown where to place it. Without looking to her, "Morrighan I envy you but you also confuse the hell out of me," setting the open bag in a small hole as wheat specks start to drop down the grinding tunnel. Watching those pieces falling into place as her chest starts to get heavy. "You speak of hard set labor and us being lazy," pulling the bag as it fills to place another empty in its place. "To be honest you are right. Most people have forgotten what the real world is like." Pulling out a H

Damn that woman was fast, gathered so much before she could grasp one. Reminded her of Raidou except on crack. Her clothing too, it seemed to change every time something else was being done. Walking to the windmill that was mentioned with her hands now full of the wheat bundles, sure that she was going to make a fool of herself once more and Nisa would tell her a million reasons why it was wrong. This other world of hers, there was a certain specific way that she did everything and for good reason. It was torture now, but later it would be of second nature and then Freya would be thankful for

WOW this woman was harsh, but accurate. Freya thinks that she was starting to get it now. To be the best, you had to have the most fresh. Freya hadn't explored the floors like Sam and Raidou had. She had always bought the apparent crap ingredients. If this stuff was being purchased out in the real world they would likely be rotten or worse. Making a face at the thought but taking the Honey and replacing it with gold, bowing small and catching up to Nisa. There was likely some resemblance on records in the guild hall, Freya just never bothered to look. The next stop would seem to be deepedge, n

They were Tuatha's people? Freya never really liked history class but this she could get behind. From now on these people, no fomorians would be treated by the up most respect. That is what she could do for Tuatha for saving her life. Agreeing to be a friend, this puts a smile on her face. Seeing the woman switch form again, that was never going to get old. "God you look like my 11th grade history teachers, the hair is a bit different though," spitted out without a thought. Pulling out the list that she had made earlier, folding the paper in half and picking out a pen. Writing down everything

Light breeze making her hair flutter against her shoulders. Staring to the little wax wings, it was different than the teleport crystals yet did the same thing. Did Nisa make them herself or was it just something that she had laying around. Such a mysterious person, the question that Freya asked was still unanswered. That could mean many things. Setting the wings in her pocket carefully as to not break it, could it even be broken. A chill down her spine, Freya would shiver. She had an hour, a pit stop to home to drop off this cinnamon. Stepping into the crowd once more, glaring eyes in every d

Maybe the woman was right, being older than her entire life 10 times over. Freya gives a sigh, the acted that was just pictured into prying eyes was a bit extreme but Freya couldn't help it. Getting mad quickly at the simple things, short temper. Glancing to the ground watching the NPC's grab the hair bands and placing it on the heads, it was clear that the girl had a lot to learn. Wanting to apologist to the man but what was done was done. Remembering that Sam had said something about NPC's around certain towns acting different and showing more emotion than others, made her feel just a bit wo

Jaw drops for a moment hearing that name, eyes go wide. Looking over the woman, not girl, far from. Clamping her mouth shut with a few fingers, crossing her arms. "Eruda doesn't need a dry oven, whatever that is. Simply put she would add to it and make use of it in some way." It was crazy seeing Nisahime here. Most people in her guild had an issue with her just existing because they didn't understand her. Freya didn't need to understand, the woman saved her life by just being in this world. If anything Freya was grateful. Taking the band off her head and collecting the others, placing it in he