Dazia

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Current Level: 32 Current SP: 107 Link to SP Tracking: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/14985-dazias-journal/ Item Upgrades: 2.6 | PRE-CONVERSION 3.0 | UPGRADED ITEM #1 Item Name: Gettu the Chopper Item ID: 81771 Item Tier: 1 Item Type: One Handed Axe Item Rarity: Uncommon Item Enhancements: Fallen Damage Description: An axe with a dark mahogany handle, and an even darker Obsidian head Item Name: Shadow Fury Item Tier: 4 Item Type:

What an idiot. The red haired drunkard was really getting on Dazia's nerves now. She was tempted to draw her weapon, but she decided not to. The fool drawled, calling Sketch "A real saint", and then proceeded to say some words that really shouldn't have been said. "Weakling." The false thought echoed in her mind, her own take on this fool's words, summarized with a single one. Dazia's fists clenched, her left fist shook. She was really close, all it would take was a bit more, and she would be more than willing to forcefully show this punk the door. Hellish embers burned in her eyes, waiti

So much for not getting drawn into anything absurd. Dazia had heard of a player who ran a shop with something unique in stock. There was only one way to know for sure, and she had to find out before it would be gone! It was time to rush through the eleventh floor in search of this place. About an hour later, Dazia managed to stumble upon the place. She took a look around, to see what was in stock. She soon came across a certain weapon, an axe that, upon examination, had an enhancement she'd never found in a shop before...Fallen. This axe...it was uncommon in terms of quality, but she had

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Dazia grew more irritated when one player snapped at her. Her left fist was clenched, but she resisted the urge to draw her weapon. The fool looked sleepy and half-drunk(not that a player could actually get drunk in this game, maybe he was trying so hard and ended up with a self-induced placebo effect), anyway. However, that didn't stop her from having some stern words for him. She stared daggers at the fool. "Listen here, you sleepy drunkard," She began. "I was only adding to a conversation I was directly involved in. If you aren't interested or involved, there's no need for you to hear it. B

This was getting to be far more than wanted, expected, or even possibly anticipated. The man who dared to headpat Dazia returned her threat with a counter, revealing a glimpse of his own wrath within for a brief moment as he did so. This was new. Some mild shock fell upon Dazia's expression, despite what she did to repress it. "I thought...that I was the only one..." She thought amidst this confusion. She simply stood there in that position, bewildered at this revelation. Guess that was something they apparently had in common. Dazia snapped back into reality right when the man w

Not long after Dazia was forced to come out of hiding, the server came over to her, bringing her a root beer float. The man who initially first spotted her gave a casual salute. Guess that was one good thing so far. She hesitated before accepting, but she took what was offered to her, nevertheless. As anticipated, Astralin addressed Dazia by her username. Hopefully none of these players around heard those rumors... The blonde said that this was a safe environment, that she had nothing to worry about. " 'Safe place' my ass, I got chased all over this damn town by a trio of idiots tipped of

This tavern went from calm and quiet to noisy real quick, and even then, Dazia's slip up wasn't drowned out by the conversations. Dazia kept her eyes on the players, unsure of what might happen. The one who first saw her whispered something to the server at his table, pointing over in Dazia's direction. That couldn't be good. The other male among those players then managed to see Dazia, looking over where the first had pointed. Soon Astralin pulled a book out of her inventory as she spoke, then she put that one away and pulled out another, and it was an unusual one, what was it? A pink ha

The players she'd passed entered the building, and Dazia did what she could to not make a sound. She kept a watchful gaze on the players, and then a male with long hair looked over in her direction somewhat, and with the actions he was taking, he seemed to be aware of something...and that would only mean one thing if it was true. She'd been found. She remained still, but a half-grimace formed on her expression as she began to silently worry about what the man intended to do. For the time being, however, she looked at the various players with him. There was the male player with black

"There she is, get her!" "Damn it." Always those three. Ever since Princess tipped them off, they'd been chasing Dazia all around Aincrad. Dazia knew that in the Town of Beginnings, one easy way to escape from sight was among other players and NPCs. She traveled from crowd to crowd, then found a secure but temporary hiding spot as to swap her attire from combat gear to some casual, black clothing, hoping to throw them off her trail. She then quickly darted away, seeking some more helpful shelter until she could assure herself that the three who were chasing her gave up again. Sh

In need of a teleport Crystal again, due to having ran out, Dazia made her way over to various merchant shops, only to find that they were not open at this time. However, she would eventually stumble upon a different kind of mercantile setup when her search brought her to floor thirteen. It was definitely an odd sort, and it was manned by two people, it seemed. Whether or not there was another, that had yet to be seen. Whatever the case, Dazia needed to get straight to business. Get in, purchase the teleport crystal, get out. Simple as that.She would find a teleport crystal, bring it over to t

The Ninth floor was, under normal conditions, too warm for Dazia to tolerate. That, however, would change, when she sets out to finally get her hands on this "Survival" skill... Despite the sweltering conditions, Dazia would enter the floor, due to hearing about an exceptional blacksmith who forges within it. Must be easy to find materials and heat sources on a floor like this, so it kind of made sense to her. She would enter the shop and take a look around, eventually deciding to make a custom order. She would pull out an order form, and fill it out with the desired item type, material,

Crafting Results: ID# 165846 CD: 1 ID# 165847 CD: 1 Materials Consumed: 2 EXP Earned: 2

The player wasted no time in getting to work. The sights that seemed to suggest that she was a ghost, rather than a player, suggested a possibility as to what this might have been. Chances were, it was that one skill Dazia had heard of, but had yet to gain herself. Disguise, it had to be that. All Dazia would need to would be to track down whatever allowed her to unlock it, and she would be heading over...but for now, first things first. the gear. Dazia would hear some muttering, something about not...trying to wear a dress in combat. "Why is everyone choosing appearance over practicality

Closed...closed...closed again...Dazia had looked throughout various floors for any tailors that were open, and time was of the essence if she was to survive with better gear, now that she had reached the second tier. "Damn it, how am I supposed to get armor that I actually have the skill for if none of those who make it have their stores open?" She thought, with a scowl on her face. She was searching through floor four now, and it might be worth it to investigate the cabin over in the frozen forests that littered the floor... When she reached the cabin, she would see, on the door, readin

Crafting Results: ID# 165560 CD: 2(failed, lost material) ID# 165561 CD: 2(Failed, lost material) Materials consumed: 2 EXP. Earned: 2

Crafting Results: ID# 165485 CD: 11(Crafted T1 Rare Trinket) ID# 165486 CD: 5(failed, lost material) Materials Consumed: 2 EXP. Earned: 6

Dazia knew she had far to go in terms of her profession, but she would need to make use of what little she had. She took two of the materials she would need, and got to work. Unfortunately, this day's attempts would not go as well as they did the day before. One of her projects shattered as she tried to work on it, while another came out in a way that wasn't too good. She wanted to fix it, but it shattered when she tried. She let out what was clearly a frustrated sigh as her head then hit the desk. It would be a while before she could actually get the shop and its inventory into a decent state

At long last, Dazia finally had herself a shop. For the time being, it would be closed until she could get herself a fair inventory of both items and materials...speaking of which, she needed to get things set up for herself, not only in the first story, but the second one that she could use as both a workshop and a makeshift living space. It wasn't much, but it would definitely save at least a little col from having to stop by inn after inn... Once she had finally gotten the interior situated, she decided to start working on her crafts. They were likely to fail, but she believed she woul

Ombre Di Cristallo Not far from the gates of Taft, there is a two-story building to the left of it, over in the forest. The trees around the building appear to provide ample shade for it. The building itself does not seem like very much on the outside, but does appear to be well kept, with the exception of ivy growing along its walls, despite there being evidence of the ivy being clipped, its growth controlled. A sign beside the steps leading to the door reads "Ombre Di Cristallo", but due to the in-game translative feature, it can be read as "Crystal Shadows". Upon entering, a sma

Dazia had been in this game for a long time now, and yet, she had never heard of this part of the Town of Beginnings? So it was true, there is always something new, waiting to be discovered by the players. She would make her way to this part of town, where she had heard of two player-ran shops. She needed consumables, so she would be on the lookout for...what was she looking for? She would have look closely at the buildings around in order to find what she was looking for. After some time, she would see two buildings that didn't exactly look like they were in the best shape. One of them had a

Name: Corvid's Eye Your Profession: Artisan(quest) Your Rank: 1 Roll ID: 121168 Roll Result: 11 Item Type: Trinket Tier: 1 Quality: Rare Enhancements: Accuracy, Evasion Description: A silver raven's head, designed to be attached to a piece of jewelry. Its eyes made from sapphires. Post Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/18003-sp-f1-to-become-an-artisan-artisan/?do=findComment&amp;comment=578849