Jevi

Finally the Captain stepped in... took them long enough. Did they need to pretty their hair and makeup first before checking on the status of their ship, crew, and guests? Everything seemed to hit a stand still as the two captains confronted each other, spilling their checkered past onto the wooden deck planks for all to hear. Past lovers? So maybe this was part of the event after all.. rather than just some random occurrence that interrupted their night. In the end, Daemon ended up tied down to the mast of the ship, leaving Jevi and the others to quickly come up with a plan to get themse

All at once, almost too fast for anyone to really comprehend, the peace and serenity that came with this gala in the sky fell into utter chaos as unknown attackers began to close in on the Duchess from all sides. As one of the anchoring shots of a harpoon pierced through the wooden deck of the ship just mere meters from where she stood, the shock and scattering of tiny pieces of wood sent her crashing into the ground. Shooting a glance up into the cloudy sky, through strands of hair that had come loose and fallen in front of her face, Jevi watched the four, ray shaped airships settle into

Closing her piercing, golden eyes, Jevi stepped up onto the deck of the ship. before proceeding any further, she needed to stand still for a moment as the ship, now in the open air rather then within the confides of the dock, gently swayed in the wind. To her, walking in heels was difficult enough as is. When other players, or the forces of nature, decided to try and change her path by pushing, pulling, or swinging.. that created a whole new obstacle she needed to be careful of. She wouldn't be shocked if she chucked the shoes over the edge of the ship before the night was done. With a sharp s

The brunette offered a small, yet genuine smile to the two blonde women as they introduced themselves, shaking the one's hand who had offered it in greeting. Another battle between her old self and new self began within the confides of her mind. The past Jevi wanted to stay quiet, interact as little as possible, and slip away when she had the chance. The new Jevi wanted to just try and make some friends, and not come off as the cold bitch she used to be. "You both look great." she finally added in, after a beat of silence that didn't really need to be there. Before she could offer the same com

Motioning towards the wooden staircase that lead to the upper deck, she looked upwards towards the sky.. though all she was able to see was the large, oval shaped balloon inflating, and nothing but wooden planks and scaffolding past that. Guess the views the message promised would come once the ship took flight. Still, might feel a bit less stuffy than standing down in the dimly lit bowels of the ship. Loosely grasping at the front of her dress, she only managed to take a single step up the stairs before the sound of quick, clacking footsteps moved towards her and a feminine voice called out.

A Valentine's Day themed dance.. what were they, in elementary school? She half expected hearts cut out of paper, haphazardly taped to the sides of the ship with red and pink balloons tied down to the handrails. Of course, she could not hide the fact that she had been to the last two social events thrown up for the holiday.. but the first she actually had a date to spend time with, the second a friend who asked her to tag along. After she was slapped across the face at the latter, she swore off attending any of these lovey-dovey events. If she could crumple up the message as if it were a paper

Moving from the deserts of the fifth floor to the mountain ranges of the fifteenth floor definitely helped her become more accustomed to constant cold weather. Though, snow wasn't necessarily a constant view outside her door, unlike the fourth floor. It was almost a different type of cold.. less windy, more of a bite to the air, and, of course, the snow itself. If she was going to be participating in this snowball fight, she would have had to prepare for more than just standing around a hot forge in the cold air. A thicker pair of pants and a fur-lined coat should do nicely. Jevi could h

"A snowball fight? Seriously?" "..." "Alright f*** it, I'm in." // Team A!

A fist crashed into the sand bag that hung haphazardly from one of the ceiling support beams, causing it to very slightly rock back and forth. It was followed up by another hit, and then another hit.. each one harder than the last. Teeth clenching as she grunts with each punch, stepping back and hitting the bag once more with everything she had. The back swings back and forth on the chain before she gently grabs the side with both hands, allowing her forehead to rest on its surface. Heavy breaths created an almost constant fog in front of her face. "Dammit.." she managed to let out, catching h

Another day, another crafting attempt. Sitting at one of the open, window slits with a steaming cup of coffee in her hands, she welcomed the cold breeze that swept through her open air shop up in the mountains. Staring out into the unknown for a moment, she sighs before taking one last sip of her drink. Setting it down, she got to work. ID 208324 | CD 6+1=7 | Uncommon T4 Weapon +5 EXP ID 208325 | CD 7+1=8 | Uncommon T4 Heavy Armor +5 EXP ID 208326 | CD 7+1=8 | Uncommon T4 Shield +5 EXP ID 208327 | CD 1+1=2 +3 EXP ID 208328 | CD 9+1=10 | Rare T4 Heavy Armor

The woman could not help but smile at his offer to give her more than she had asked for. It was only fair, given she was originally going to gift him the breastplate for no charge. Her gaze pulled from his, a finger rounding her ear and tucking a few loose strands of hair behind it before golden orbs looks back up to him. "Alright, deal. And don't leave me hanging on the quest invitation... I need to make sure that armor and those gauntlets hold up in battle." ID 208219 | CD 2+1= 3 +3 EXP ID 208220 | CD 11+1=12 | Perfect T4 Light Armor +10 EXP Name: Second Wind Profession

"Hm.. Alright, let me see what I can do." She didn't want to show it, but Jevi was pushing her limits. Having modified a previous set of armor for Grave already.. she only had so much more she could do in a day. Slipping the tunic she wore off of her shoulders, leaving her in a tight fit, sleeveless, black shirt that cut off just above the belly button, she washed her face of the sweat that gathered on her brow and went back to work. After a few moments of attempting to craft the requested gauntlets, as well as another few items while she had the wind left in her, she was finished. With

A wispy sigh passed through Jevi's lips as she ran the cold water from the small, trickling waterfall along her face and hair. It wasn't a shower by any means, but it definitely woke her up and helped keep her cool when the heat of the forge started roaring. Grabbing her hammer, she'd give it a small toss, flipping in the air before catching it in the palm of her hand once more. "Alright, back to work." she'd say to herself before placing down the first material of the day on the workbench. ID 207584 | CD 12+1=13 | Perfect T4 Weapon +10 EXP Name: Assassin's Judgement Profession: Bla

With hands on her hips, she looked at Grave with pursed lips. "Hmmm" her eyes narrowed, trying to think of a fair price to throw at the man for the armor. Eventually, after letting him sweat a bit, she let her ruse fall she smiled, standing up straighter and bringing her arms up to cross at her chest. "Don't worry about it. Consider it a welcome back gift." "Or you can just owe me one. I've got a lot of shit to do to get back into the swing of things myself.. So just think of me next time you go out on a quest or something." As she turned and began walking back towards her workbench

House Name: Mountainfall Manor Location: Floor 15 (Just outside of Lharsi) Description: Only a small portion of the player home is visible, sticking out of the side of the mountain. A larger residence within is hinted at by windows carved throughout the mountainside. Plot Size: Two-Story Home Room(s): (6/10 Rooms) (2/2 Yard Slots) Bedroom (Assigned to Jevi) (2nd Story) Basic Workshop (Assigned to Jevi) (1st Story) Bathroom (Assigned to Jevi) (2nd Story) Herbalist Hut (Assigned to Jevi) (1st Story) Basement (Assigned to Jevi) (Basement) Living Room

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Accepting this trade.

With the Challenge of Olympus complete, the blessing of the gods in her hand, and a newfound confidence, Jevi returned to her shop on the fifteenth floor and immediately got to work. Using the skills she had learned from the god of blacksmiths, she focused on each piece she wanted to create, envisioning it within her mind before starting the process. Her hard work paid off, as she created two new pieces of gear for herself, and a third to put on sale. ID 207555 | CD 1 + 1 | Fail +1 EXP ID 207556 | CD 6 + 1 | Uncommon T4 Weapon +3 EXP Name: Switch Blade Profession: Blacksmith

Giving the sword a couple of practice swings to test the balance of the blade, she felt satisfied with her work. Probably one of the greatest swords she had created. Resting the blade in the palm of her hand, she walked over to Hephaestus and held the sword out to him. Her golden eyes looked up to him, her olive skin glistening from the sweat. "There." she finally speaks through shallow breaths, "Hows this?" The longsword she had created seemed more like a shortsword in the grasp of Hephaestus, handling the weapon with ease in a single hand. He tilted the blade, looking closely at the ed

Now able to be formed, she brought the heated slab back to the work bench. Grabbing the hammer in her free hand, she began to pound the metal into shape. Sparks flew with each strike, illuminating the cavern like localized strikes of lightning. The crash of the metal echoed throughout, fading by the time she would pound the hammer once again. The sword continued to take shape. She could feel the sweat pouring down the sides of her face, droplets hitting the heated metal with a loud sizzle. Satisfied with her work, Jevi would set the hammer down. After a quick breather, she would grab the tongs

Grabbing an hourglass the size of Jevi's torso, Hephaestus would set it on the arm of his chair, at the same time the shutters of a window opening and allowing a ray of sunlight to cast upon the grains of sand within. "You have until the sand in this timer runs out.. or when the sun sets below the mountain's peak. The best blacksmiths must learn to work under pressure." Shit.. she had no idea this would be a timed challenge. Usually she took her time when making weapons.. but this added a whole other level to this challenge. Turning towards what she had available, she first needed to deci

The helmeted noggin of the Hephaestus shook his head as he took slow, assisted steps towards Jevi. "Do not allow my battles to belittle yours, for we all differ in the grand scheme of things. The fact that you overcame your battle and came out stronger is what makes us even." The man continued to step out of the way towards a large, throne like chair. Leaning his crutch on the side, he slowly lowered himself into the seat, letting out a struggling grunt as he did so. "Now, girl, show me that you've overcome your struggles. Craft me a weapon suited for a god. If I find your product worthy enoug

"I take it you are here to to test your skill as a blacksmith" the voice a presence, but slightly muffled. Placing the hammer down on the work bench, the form of Hephaestus turned around to face Jevi, struggling with the use of an ornate crutch under their arm. A single heavy boot fell back to the earth, and the light of a visible eye peeked out at the woman from the darkness of a copper helmet. Jevi looked on in both curiosity and awe at the god, a single leg supplemented with a crutch, a strange contraption with gears and pulleys bolted to the back of their shoulder, most likely to assist in