Telrenya

The dull crack of wood slapping against wood as the gangplank fell onto the dock caused Telrenya to jump. Ryo took the lead now, treading cautiously to board the ship and encouraging her to follow suit. She swallowed. "What is it...?" She asked cautiously, approaching the small bridge. She had to hold her breath while crossing, as if it would crumble away or suddenly be yanked out from under her. Her feet found more sturdy, albeit softly lurching, ground when they dropped onto the thick wooden boards of the ship's main deck. For once, nothing creaked, groaned, or sagged under her weight,

She tore herself away from the trance the abyss had lured her into. With unsure footing, Telrenya turned and hurried back down the length of the dock, meeting Ryo partway. "Yes, I'm fine!" She called back. All things considered, her wavering voice wasn't much worse than it had been since they'd first met up. "I'm not sure..." No, she knew she saw something. But she couldn't prove it, and she didn't want to raise the tension any higher. She could already feel herself clenching her jaw. Her shoulders felt stiff. Telrenya tried to relax herself a bit now that she had some distance between her and

Put me in, coach!

The two of them socially squirmed for a while, unsure of how to continue. Telrenya didn't know whether or not she wanted to crawl underneath the barstools and hide or keep talking and let the worms start wriggling out of their can. She didn't know Ryo very well at all, but it felt unsatisfying to simply call him an acquaintance, even if that was the objectively correct definition of their relationship. The man was friendly...but it was hard to justify opening up to someone when you feel like you barely know them. Regardless, this decrepit old tavern felt like neither the time nor the place for

Telrenya's chest felt heavy. She wasn't sure she had a satisfying answer as to what caused the Holy Dragon Alliance's disbandment. She could certainly reason as to why things fell apart, and go on about her own feelings. After Ruby's death, things never quite felt the same. For her, the HDA teetered on the edge of uncertainty with a lack of purpose. Did they just exist as a guild to solidify their friendships? Would they ever look at recruiting new members? Jomei and Ruby had doubled down on contributing to the frontlines at one point, and she had even tried to thrown her own hat into the ring

Embarrassment coiled around her features for a short time while she remembered the small handful of times she’d encountered the purple-haired man before. Ryo was the one who always reminded her of a samurai. His traditional Japanese garb and use of the katana weapon type worked double duty to paint the picture, but she vaguely remembered visiting his home once, where everyone was dressed more casually. She couldn’t remember what the occasion was, exactly, but she remembered everyone gathering for warm drinks and good food. Those were fond memories. ”Right…! Sorry.” She let out a shaky, ra

"Hello?" Telrenya cautiously stepped through the front entrance and took a quick look around. She'd passed by the player-ran Tailor shop a small handful of times, and was a little excited at the thought of buying or ordering a new garment--even if it would primarily be used for combat. She laid eyes on the blonde shopkeep behind the counter and perked up, glad that the owner was around. She looked friendly, so Telreyna didn't waste any time mumbling over her uncertainties. "Ah, nice to meet you! I wouldn't mind taking some time to browse, but I do have something pretty specific in mind th

With her blade drawn at her side, the soft 'click' of Telrenya's heel echoed softly. She swallowed. There was no answer to her call, and no signs of life, friendly or otherwise. She inched forward, eyes running over the string of ramshackle buildings trying to decide which one looked the least likely to cave in on her should she venture inside. Then, suddenly, a voice came from behind her that sent a jolt of lightning up her spine. Telrenya let out a short scream and spun around, whipping her rapier forward with an outstretched arm at the mysterious presence...only to find Ryo standing at the

Floor 29. «Ilridge», the map read. Telrenya’s eyes ran over the scenery laid out before her with a clear sense of trepidation. She was at the level cap, she had fought floor bosses before, so surely she could handle a simple trip to check out the most recently-unlocked level of Aincrad on her own, right? Never before had exploring a floor’s safe zone proven any more unpleasant than how adverse the weather might be. That was the thing, though… Telrenya looked for an indicator that her HUD would normally have given her. She was searching for something that wasn’t there, her eyes flickering back

Current Level: 43 Current SP: 163 Link to SP Tracking: Journal - SP Gains spoiler Item Upgrades: 2.6 | PRE-CONVERSION 3.0 | UPGRADED ITEM #1 Item Name: Celestial Dawn Item ID: N/A [Candy Cane] Item Tier: 2 Item Type: Weapon [Rapier] Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: +6 DMG Description: A golden rapier fit for a princess battling in the front lines, growing stronger, and just to earn a few more cute points from Ruby. Item Name: Celestia

Name: Erin's ProtectionYour Profession: ArtisanYour Rank: 1Roll ID: 92864Roll Result: 12Item Type: TrinketTier: 1Quality: PerfectEnhancements: +3 EvasionDescription: A small, round silver charm featuring the symbol of a Celtic shield knot. The center hosts a tiny smooth, opaque gem that resembles a heart.Post Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/15070-f3-artisan-r1-crystal-clear/?do=findComment&comment=533633

Making her way through the busy streets of Taft while the virtual sun hung overhead, Telrenya naturally smiled when her eyes fell upon the familiar wooden sign that displayed Jomei's home and workshop. She had just brought her knuckles up to rap on the front door when the familiar sound of a lute caught her attention. She leaned to the side, spotting an opened window to the Irishman's music room and lowered her hand, carefully turning the handle. Sure enough, the door opened for her and she slipped inside, quickly spotting the door to Jomei's workshop ajar, indicating that the man was open for

Skill(s) Being Dropped: HowlMod(s) Being Dropped: N/ASP Refunded: 10Cost: 10,000

Standing outside of the entrance to an unfamiliar smithy on the first floor, Telrenya filled her lungs with air. Instead of her typical white-and-gold 'combat princess' attire, she wore an uninteresting combination of leather and cloth pieces that covered nearly all of her body. Only her anxious face under a plain brown hood was visible. With the help of a couple of vanity items her normally-blonde hair had been darkened to a common black shade, and her eyes tinted a dull green. All of the changes to her appearance were strange to get used to, but necessary if she wanted to avoid being recogni

Col: 475 Tier 1 mats: 11

In the heart of Taft stands an impressively busy cafe. From morning 'til dusk, the building covered in flowering vines and appealing decor sees players in and out, with many returning to frequent the establishment. The popular cook that owns the cafe surely has an exceptionally high skill level and access to even the rarest materials to work with. Located just to the left of The Wildflower Cafe lies a building that looks quite plain in comparison. A small flowerbed lines the large windowsill that spans a generous portion of the front wall. Behind the glass lays plenty of empty display stand

Telrenya's Character Spreadsheet Current Level: 34 | Paragon 12 Profession: [Rank 4] Artisan - [F3] Crystal Clear Profile Username: Telrenya Real name: Estelle Cardona Current Age: 20>22 Gender: Female Height: 5' 6" History (Before SAO) With neither the most difficult nor the easiest childhood, Estelle grew up with what she always considered an average lifestyle. Due to a promising job offer, her family made the huge decision to move from America to Japan when Estelle was just ten years old. The transition was difficult for all of them, but she man