Penelo

Having received a message about her item, Penelo moved back into the store and moved back up to the counter. Facing the man who was apparently not tall and 5'3 which in my opinion is an unfit height for the serious nature that Macradon emits, she would give him a smile. "Heya~ got a message that you finished it up!" Opening her menu, she would move into a trade window, placing in six materials. As he would place in the spear the trade would go through and be sent into her inventory. Equipping the item, the long spear would appear in her hand. The weight was unusual, telling her that if she eve

While fighting really wasn't on her agenda of things she enjoyed doing, it would be stupid of her to walk around Aincrad without any form of weapon. It was because of that reason that she would find herself walking into the man's blacksmith shop. She stepped up to the counter where a tall man would stand. She would look up to him and say, "Could you craft this for me?" She placed a slip on the table in front of them, sliding it forward. Drawing her hand back she would smile before saying, "Thank you, see you when its finished!" 'Afterwards, she would turn and walk out of the shop. She wasn't s

Walking into a tailor shop that seemed humble enough she would take a glance around. If she wanted to be able to survive in this world, she had to give herself the best possible fighting chance. Her choices were limited as a support, but she knew what would help her. She walked slowly and quietly up to the front where a dark haired boy was sitting. She would stop in front of the boy and place a slip down on the desk. She would give him a smile "If you could get this done soon, I would be appreciative!" She didn't know how long it took to craft but she left her username down on the slip for him

As she approached, the first to address her would be the white haired girl. However, she seemed rather skeptical. "Hi there... who... are you?" Smiling, she would introduce herself. "My name is Penelo. Nice to meet you!" The skeptical girl made it rather awkward for her, but she gave no signs of it. A dark haired man would speak next, introducing himself as Stryder. She would offer him a warm smile. The person to introduce himself next was the snowball thrower. He would introduce himself as Dustin. She mentally kept a count of who was who. The skeptical girl than would ask to leave for a momen

She would listen as Jonathan would explain that there was too useful of items around to not have. Before she could say anything else, he had already bought a loot crate and sent her money to buy one of the lanterns. "If you want..." Her voice would trail off. She felt guilty for letting Jonathan buy items. After he got the loot crate, she would ask the NPC for the True-Light Lantern, sending him the money for it. As she did, the item would add itself to her inventory. Turning, she would find Jonathan walking away. She quickly would make pursuit, watching as he stopped near the end of the event

Before they had left, she examined her entire inventory for something warmer, but still found nothing of use. She had discarded all items Chaos had gifted to her one day out of anger. How much she regretted it now, words couldn't tell. Now, she walked behind @Morgenstern in her standard armor. While it wasn't warm at all, it was better than nothing. Even if the front and backs of her legs were bare and she did not have the survival skill.... It was going to be long. However she had promised Jonathan that she would go with him, as long as he promised it would be worth while. Recently, he had co

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~Penelo~ Real Name: Penelope Morgenstern Age: 16 18 Gender: Female Height: 5'3 <<History>> Penelope Morgenstern grew up alone with her mother in a small town located in the United States. They lived on a small plot of land where they were able to farm chickens and reside on. She attended school about ten miles away at a decent public school named Westin High School. She had no troubles making friends and was rather popular. However, while her life at school seemed a dream, her home life was not easy. Her mother, Cassandra Indie, was a kind and beautiful wom