Andromeda

Because Mishiro was still right in her guess that An said things she didn't mean in the heat of the moment. Because An didn't know what to do with herself and her friend who wouldn't leave her alone, then, and in front of her (beside her) was a party sized plate of sandwiches that she had unwittingly swiped from the table. She didn't think she had the energy to put them back. She had just yelled at a girl who was trying to help. "All of them?" Mishiro suddenly sounded so intimidated that An almost laughed despite herself. "Yeah." She didn't look away from the waves. "Come on. We've b

They had to carry on. Which in this context meant recognizing there was still somehow an entire day ahead of them. But, following NIGHT to the docks, taking in the sights of Tolbana and the observable routines of its inhabitants, people on the march of their day-to-day lives, An didn't feel tired at all. She also didn't mind that she had apparently just been roped into an errand, or at least providing NIGHT company while the woman conducted an errand, and she took in their first task with an ease that would briefly surprise her in hindsight. "Mm, okay! So keeping an eye out for big for-sa

Back in the clear, An was now faced with something even worse: social interaction. "Yeah," she said lamely. She regretted her lack of knowledge on giants or persons approximate to giants named 'Oliver' because otherwise she could have attempted a response of more substance. Stuck, taking no amount of solace in the fact that the person in front of her seemed just as clueless, An could only look at him in vague concern as he poked her. She had been in the 'helper' role a few times from her shop's services. But not like this. She had a feeling she should be projecting a more reliable air. "Y

Yoink. Receiving: accord | AA/FLN/FLN/VO [T4 DEMONIC STRAIGHT SWORD] [238715] a greatsword shattered and pieced back with liquid gold.

"And... done!" An collapsed back into her chair and slapped a hand to her forehead. "Whew." It was a massive endeavor, requiring multiple days and negotiations over Mystic Essences. Arabelle was faithfully there through all of it, indulging her with company and conversation and occasionally napping with her arms folded atop the counter when the store was closed. One time, tired and hysterical at the cuteness in front of her, An wondered if, maybe, Arabelle had [Disguised] her cat and sent it instead. Regardless, An was happy. And proud. An slid the finished pieces over to the ot

IDENTIFICATION | [12/10/2024] Honing Steel-II | ACC/FRB/STC [T4 PERFECT STRAIGHT SWORD] [238666] [238669, 238670: 19, 10-11-20] Forging material. Melting the following from [here] into three (3) MYSTIC ESSENCES and applying to the third slot. Practice Blade-II | KEEN/BRN/PARA [T4 PERFECT STRAIGHT SWORD] [237505b] [238387, 238388, 238389: 5, 10-12-7, 12] Scrap metal. Bolt of Fabric-II | LM/REC/PARA IMMUNE [T4 PERFECT LIGHT ARMOR] [237483] [238463, 238464, 238465: 20, 10-12-8, 3] Excess. Bolt of Fabric-III | EVA/REC/PARA IMMUNE [T

[12/12/2024]

[12/10/2024]

Another day, another haul. As courtesy, she made all the necessary trips. Address in hand, she followed a crudely-paved path out of Coral to the Sentinel Armaments. Three sharp knocks and the sound of the shop bell as she swung open the door heralded her arrival. The blacksmith, busy hammering away at his anvil, would have looked over his shoulder as she shook off her hood. "Hi!" An greeted once he had moved over to attend to her. From a wide sheath at her back and another at her hip, An drew a greatsword and a thin blade. She presented both to the blacksmith, holding them crosswise.

IDENTIFICATIONS | [11/30/2024] [12/01/2024] [12/02/2024] [12/04/2024] Honing Steel-I | ACC/VO/TAUNT [T4 PERFECT STRAIGHT SWORD] [237490] [238335, 238336, 238337: 1, 10-12-12, 11] Forging material. accord | AA/FLN/PARA [T4 PERFECT STRAIGHT SWORD] [237549b] [238398, 238399: 10-8-16, 8] a greatsword shattered and pieced back with liquid gold. Applying three (3) MYSTIC ESSENCES on the third slot. [ESSENCE: 141804, 141302, 142553]: FLN Honing Steel-II | FLN/VO/TAUNT [T4 PERFECT STRAIGHT SWORD] [237581c] [238431, 238432: 6, 10-10-11] Forging material. A

[12/04/2024]

An accidentally fell and one (1) Crafter's Respite landed in her mouth.

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[12/01/2024]

[11/30/2024]

--They did go for another round because Arabelle refused to leave with the knowledge that she had accidentally taken An’s just reward. An, tragically, liked her even more for it. They took ten lamps from Dayanita the second time, just to be sure, realized that staring intensely at the inscriptions didn’t count, then talked it all through once again. By the end of the lamplighting activity, the horses safely returned to the stables, An was physically and mentally exhausted. But she was grateful. Arabelle left first. “All this riding in the dark has left me feeling drowsy. Text me when you

IDENTIFICATIONS | [11/15/2024] Novice’s Halberd | DMG/DMG/ACC [T1 PERFECT POLEARM] [237370a] [237659, 237660, 237661: 18, 20, 14] A simple polearm with an iron tip. You found this with your own hands. Iron Pincer | ACC/BLD/BLD [T1 PERFECT POLEARM] [237370b] [237662, 237663, 237664: 12, 16, 10] Two-pronged. Light, but sharp. Orange Bandana | EVA/LM/LD [T1 PERFECT CLOTH ARMOR] [237535a] [237668, 237669, 237670: 16, 10, 5] Keeps your hair away from your eyes. Alternatively -- replaces the handkerchief you misplaced by accident. Awakening | +3 DMG [TIERLESS PERFEC

[11/15/2024] Lounging behind the counter, An's mouth dropped open. Oh, God. Here it was. The old building was finally falling apart. How was she supposed to explain this to the owner? With luck they would understand that this was bound to happen at some point. But everything was fine. It was just some clumsy, flustered new customer. An wished their first introduction wasn't them testing the structural integrity of her establishment, but she did like seeing new faces. "Ten minutes, tops," she responded, carding through the unidentifieds. "Feel free to look around. Most of everyth

--Two more random items fall into Arabelle's inventory! (2) Dragon's Breath CRAFTER'S RESPITE | [171063] [171066]

Was that Mishiro? For some reason, An immediately ducked behind a stall. She crouched there for a good ten seconds, then she raised herself very slightly so she could peek over the counter. She waited, feeling embarrassedly like some weird subversion of a stalker, as Mishiro apparently changed partners, and the one that departed passed by her hiding place and tossed her a curious glance, and the new pair went off to the edge of the fair. Only then did she stand, apologize politely to the NPC whose business she had invaded (they were very nice about it), and make her way over to Dayanita’s

An thought herself on autopilot, reaching the refreshments table, picking up a random plate of sandwiches and a coconut topped with a tiny paper umbrella. She didn't know where to go next. She ducked behind one of the tables. Then tripped on Stephen Star's kid brother, a rock. "Ow, ow, ow..." It jutted out from the sand, weirdly shiny and red. An picked it up and sat down, well out of view of everyone on the greater side of the beach. She set aside her plate and drink and placed her head between her knees, grasping the rock tightly in one hand. What was she supposed to do now? S

(* ^ ω ^) An was here, too. She was wandering around by herself – quite content – enjoying the pretty lights and picking her way through food stalls, one never-before-heard-of delicacy at a time. A fair amount of them were too intense and spicy for her taste but they were devoured with sparkly-eyed vigor all the same. (No one tell her she was eating a week’s worth of savings in a day). This was all too exciting! A floor-wide festival for players to enjoy themselves, and it seemed Cardinal was keeping it around for more than a week or so. In her mind,

The item ends back up in Arabelle's hands, somehow. ode to endless time ABSOLUTE ACCURACY, BURN, ACCURACY [SHOP] | TIER 3 PERFECT AXE | [state]: identified/+5 the cogs beneath the glass layer do not move. the clock hands appear permanently frozen, for as long as the weapon is manifested. yet with every new summoning, the 'time' this scythe measures slowly inches forward.

REROLL [>>] ode to endless time ABSOLUTE ACCURACY, BURN, BLEED -> ACCURACY [SHOP] | TIER 3 PERFECT AXE | [state]: identified/+4 -> +5 the cogs beneath the glass layer do not move. the clock hands appear permanently frozen, for as long as the weapon is manifested. yet with every new summoning, the 'time' this scythe measures slowly inches forward. reroll bleed (+5) 236259: LD 18: DMG/ACC [total]: 16,000 Col

[Reroll.]