Freya

Freya was forced to her hands and knees and her vision was a slight blur. Any energy she had from lack of sleep and a total drain of stamina, it takes a toll on her. Struggling to catch her breath, she fights through. She was determined more than ever right now not to fade, she was stronger than that. Her mind reverts to something that the boy said before, "You are that boy that I saw at the end of my Gemini quest," she says still on her knees, staring at the ground, her eyes were close tight as she was trying to regain full vision again... When he entered her as Freya's Gemini, she remembers

"Oh like I was expecting this any more than you..." and in that moment something was different. Something had changed, she was no longer afraid of him. She talked about him as though she was but when push came to shove, everything came to light... It might of been this way for some time, but it took this performance to realize just that... Staring at the man inside the mirror now, it was just that, a man... "You could just snap your fingers or something and change that ragged cloth off your being," she knew that anything that was said here may or may not piss Simmone off further and maybe even

Freya knew that coming here and bringing this topic up was going to be hard Simmone, but if she didn't push then Freya would never know... Taking a deep breath, she follows Simmone to the back. The anger that Simmone felt toward her was very well deserved. Walking into the back room, she finds Simmone sitting, drinking something from her sleeve and she could feel her glaring in her direction. Glancing around the room now she sees a body standing mirror, material made of platinum. It was a real beauty... Freya looks to Simmone as she irritatingly gestures to the large standing unique piece. Fre

Raising a hand to punch Freyd for the weird dressing comment, rethinking though she places a hand on her chin a looks to the ceiling in thought. "Strapless white leathered dress, just above the knees with a golden trim at the bottom..." Looking to Freyd now with a grin, "Full opportunity to punch someone if I have too..." insinuating that directly to him... Simmone mentions the cake, "Oh, I'm not so worried about it hitting the floor, but more of what Shiina will do to it when it comes into view." She remembers cooking with Shiina and it was not a pretty sight. Freya hops up on the stool that

Putting her hands up in front of her, eyes not leaving the thing beneath the blanket. "I..." Freya's mind went completely blank for a moment. Could have been from lack of sleep... Glancing at Simmone now appearing around the corner. Her cheeks puff up a bit as she tries to think of what she was going to say... Hands move to her side as she says "You got good fashion, I need something to wear... Something unique, but no fluff... I hate fluff..." Eyes glance back at the concealed object. "Something easy on the eyes, but sexy..." Freya didn't care if Freyd was listening to this... It was then tha

Everyone around here always talks about how they want to become stronger. Nobody actually seems to know what they mean by that As she had seen in Eruda, this was more than just getting stronger by game standards like Freyd had said. Freya doesn't even recognize the person that Eruda use to be. Something shifted within her sister that made her a better person. She could see it in herself too, though. Freya was the same, but different just for the simple fact that she learned to trust more and realized that she couldn't do anything alone. This game has given her confidence and absolute, kn

As Freyd pulls her head against his shoulder, nothing... That was a good sign, at least her heart knew what it wanted. Freya's legs fell straight, against the floor, her arms instinctively wrap around his. Freyd was her best friend and at times like this it showed. Freya swore, though if he tried to kiss her, Freyd would get punched hard. She wouldn't care if she turned orange for a day... Regardless, it was a bit comforting... She rather it was Gaius, but he would do for now... Closing her eyes, trying to get her breathing calm enough to talk. A few minutes in silence before she opens her eye

Freya stops dead, her emotion were on overload and she had no clue what to do. A voice, but it was not Simmone, her friend, the one person that she has always seemed to go back to, to spill her problems too. She takes an unsteady breath and closes her eyes tight. She couldn't stop a tear or two from falling, "Freyd..." she slowly turns as she was exhausted, it showed in her movement. Taking a seat on the ground now against a bare wall, placing her head back to rest upon it. Bringing her knees to her chest to try taking a breather... It wasn't working. Her inhales were harsh sounding as she tri

Your dad is going to fucking kill me Freya sits against the guild hall table, staring at the new addition on her finger... You don't have to answer yet, but it's about time we made this shit official Pushing herself off the table, as her chest beats faster, pacing the room... Marry me damn it "I'm so stupid... He asked and I said nothing..." she says to an empty room. Her pacing gets faster, then stops... Holding her hands up, they were shaking. "Gaahh" screaming out as she throws a chair across the room and breaks against the wall. Breathing heavily, staring at it, sh

Current Level: 49 Current SP: 203 SP Tracking: Item Upgrades: 2.6 | PRE-CONVERSION 3.0 | UPGRADED ITEM #1 Item Name: Final Calamity - Remorse Item ID: 178972a Item Tier: T3 Item Type: Two Handed Battle Axe Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: Absolute Accuracy, Keen 1, Bleed 1 Description: A single red bladed scythe, long and black and slightly humming as if its breathing. Once swung it leaves a faint image of the player behind it, that strikes true should they miss. It seems t

2/24/2021 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 183778 CD: 12 +1 LD: 19 Perfect (3) 13 (+5 Ambition) 2 183779 CD: 6 +1 LD: 19 Uncommon (3) 8 (+5 Ambition)

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House Name: Rolling Bite (Attachment) (In works of sharing a shop with Gaius) Location: F22 - Hills surrounding Deepedge, near the fields of grain on the south side Description: A place to call home, somewhere to sleep and practice her skills and different recipes to perfect. A place to sleep as to give Gaius his space while she is not treating him to meals of her own. Inside is a basic 2 story layout with room to grow. A large round table in a dining hall connecting to the kitchen for obvious reasons. In the backyard, there is a training yard that will help in the long run. It is an extensi

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Watching a figure run past them as fast as possible to catch up to the vanishing shadow, Freya gives Setsuna a quick nod before following the figure. Taking out her weapon now trying to run and catch-up, the recent terrain made it hard. The storm brewed larger and the ooze got thicker and deeper. Freya would not give up though before she knew that the moment she did, she too would be consumed by this almost Tar-like substance. After catching up to the figure she was following, she saw the shadow again. With a gleam of red from her Scythe, she manages to swipe with multiple gashes through the a

She starts to walk with the others to the tavern, that is before she hears a weapon clash against something...She couldn't make out what was being fought but she knew that she needed to save everyone she could and even if she went down too...she could say that she at least tried to be a help to this disaster. Running quickly past everyone she grabs a blank and a tarp she finds in the corner of the tavern under the stairs and covers the blanket with it knowing that the cloth wouldn't do much for warmth if it was wet. Running outside now to the clashing weapon against the unknown object or thing

Walking back the direction she came, back to the town she walks back to where the roof fell on the guy. Thunder and lightning clashed in the sky together as the water on the ground gets thicker...Looking to the ground she realized that the water was more like sludge. Picking up her foot slowly and looking at it she makes a weird face and sets her foot back into the sludge. In the distance, she hears a scream and then nothing but silence. "What the..." Freya continues to walk through the thick blackened liquid and eventually gets to the group that helped the guy from the roof pieces. One person

As Freya clenches her head in her hands, she really hated storms. It was the one thing that scared her the most. A chackled chuckle in her head...then a male voice "Get up girl, The storm is nothing to fear. It beckons change. You can sit here and grovel or you can stand and take steps toward your future". Her head looks up now seeing no one around as rain pours down and thunder fills the empty screams of the darkened sky. Hearing a roof piece clashing from a building Freya stands up quickly. Yelling and screaming come into view as she walks around the corner and sees the person being unburie

Arriving on floor 7 Freya wanted to see what Gaius was up to as his shop was on this floor. Feet hitting the ground on floor 7's warp gate. A small force pushes her forward and as she looks back the gate goes black. "What the hell," she says as she looks to the sky, it was darker than normal and she could feel the cold droplets on her face and against her skin. She was not dressed for this, her tank top black with black jeans to pair up. A shiver catches her off guard as she begins to walk. Thunder crashes in the sky and Freya's chest starts racing as this reminded her of the Gemini she fought

Real Name Maruri, Freja/Freya Age 20 Gender & Height Female, 5'10 Level/Paragon Lvl 33/54 Tier 9 HP 840 EN 122 Total Experience 422,668