Andromeda

MYSTIC ESSENCES: 3 | 215566, 215566-1 | 08/21/2023 [>>] : T4E3 Trinket | 216317, 216319, 216320 : 4, 1, 14 | ANTIFREEZE / FIREPROOF, ANTIFREEZE / FIREPROOF, KEEN / PROSPERITY | 215423 | 08/24/2023 [>>] : T4E2 Trinket | 216822, 216823 : 15, 1 | ACC / EVA, ANTIFREEZE / FIREPROOF JUNK SALE: 46,400 Col

[08/25/2023] “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. They all turned into Col. N-not by accident, mind you…! I followed all the instructions and um, only the trinkets rolled into uniques. And they weren’t the useful uniques either. I think the dice just aren’t agreeing with me lately. That’s funny, they normally do. Maybe they’re just playing a prank now that I’m open again. Maybe it’s Cardinal itself?! I knew I shouldn’t have gone around trash talking people carelessly! “So, um. I’d like to make it up to you. Your unidentifieds got me three mystic essences. I was planning to charge a really, rea

[08/24/2023]

An's pleasant customer service smile cracked. "I h-h-h-hope not! Ahahahaha..." Her laughter petered out and she was silent and unmoving for a few rare moments, as if the merchant actually had her ears peeled for the second chime of the shop bell. "Any way it goes, it won't change the timeline for your stuff; you got here first." And she wasn't going to touch NIGHT's response, not when they were at her counter, but she found it fascinating how players of her level brushed off frontline talk like it wasn't the most newsworthy thing to the scrubs on the lower tiers. Yeah. We're ju

[08/22/2023]

[08/21/2023] She'd recognize that guilty thunk, with which the crate of unidentifieds was set onto her counter, anywhere. An grinned, delighted to see one of her oldest regulars. Had it really been three years? Her greeting would fill in the space which NIGHT used to stall. "NIGHT. Welcome back!" Grasping the edges of the crate, she dragged it closer to her side of the counter, already peering in. If there was another similarity that brought her old regular some comfort, it was that An still looked at unidentifieds like a regular player would at a treasure chest. All shiny-eyed and e

this is how an walks into the fourth biggest tragedy in her life: crouched on the floor of her rickety old shop with her legs tucked in, the beginnings of a pout on her face as she scrolls down a long list of unavailable contacts. why is she on the floor? she had noticed she had never left her recliner since she woke up nine hours ago, so she'd hopped off, only to curl up into a ball once again as soon as she finished a quick lap around her shop. a week has passed since new aincrad came to be, and rather than sailing out the door with her heart racing at the prospect of an entirely new wo

LEVEL 20: HP 430 | EN 58 | DMG 8 | MIT 50 | ACC 1 | STEALTH -5

Current Level: 20 Current SP: 53 Link to SP Tracking: [link] Item Upgrades: 2.6 | PRE-CONVERSION 3.0 | UPGRADED ITEM #1 Item Name: Carol of the Bells Item ID: N/A - acquired [link] Item Tier: 1 Item Type: Light Armor Item Rarity: Demonic Item Enhancements: Cursed, Mitigation II, Frost Aura Description: Red velvet, fluffy white trim, drops all the way down to the user's knees -- it's very obviously a Santa cloak. Andromeda will never leave vanity details to NPCs ever again.

No one ever thought to knock. They were all terrified that the place would collapse at the slightest prod, and with the merchant aside, they’d be guilty of manslaughter! An thought it was silly. Her shop was just resistant to attractiveness, it’s endured every disastrous attempt she’d made to fix it. She raced around the corner, tacking on her hat. Things had winded down lately. She still had money to keep herself fed and comfortable, thanks to the Same Old Customer who visited at the same old time every month like clockwork, but the fact of the matter was, there weren’t as many players r

REROLL Astral Blade SS T4E4 | HLY, FLN, DMG, DMG -> HLY, FLN, PHS, DMG A weapon guided by Holy Light and Fallen Souls. > [acquired] [reroll]

The most sensible response to seeing a hooded man at your doorstep in the dead of a rainy night would be to lock him out immediately. Preferably coupled with screaming loud enough for the neighbours to assume a brutal murder was occurring. An's neighbours were good, upstanding people who would rush to help -- at least, she strongly believed they were, for the nights were always peaceful and quiet enough for her to read a book, as if they didn't exist at all. But An was safe, anyway, and he looked like a kicked puppy! His eyes were downcast, rainwater was dripping off the ends of his shor

JUNK SALE [received] 1000 | (5) T1 PERFECT Consumables 1700 | (17) T1 RARE Consumables 1250 | (25) T1 UNCOMMON Consumables TOTAL 3950 COL

JUNK SALE [received] 5700 | (3) T4 PERFECT Equipment 2250 | (3) T2 PERFECT Equipment -- 1875 | (3) T3 PERFECT Consumable 5850 | (13) T3 RARE Consumable 2400 | (8) T3 UNCOMMON Consumable -- 4125 | (11) T2 PERFECT Consumable 8500 | (34) T2 RARE Consumable 11250 | (75) T2 UNCOMMON Consumable -- 5200 | (26) T1 PERFECT Consumable 7500 | (75) T1 RARE Consumable 3100 | (62) T1 UNCOMMON Consumable -- TOTAL 57,750 COL

REROLL Ode to Endless Time +4 WA T3E3 | Absolute Accuracy, Keen 2 -> Absolute Accuracy, Burn, Bleed [ref] 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. > [acquired] [reroll]

“–Send it through some rerolls and I’ll trade you a story or two. I want to see what I can get.” Andromeda’s working theory: everyone had drowned in that flood. That flood was Cardinal’s punishment for taking too long to clear the game. And then God saw some good in Andromeda and sent her straight to heaven – where she currently existed in the same space as the impossibly pretty lady seated primly across her, a gloved hand held over her mouth as she suppressed a yawn before she continued to talk in what Andromeda could only describe as a matured version of Arabelle’s voice. Wait.

JUNK SALE T1 EQUIPMENT 1,600 | (16) UNCOMMON 2,800 | (14) RARE TOTAL 4,400 COL

send everything to arabelle and worry about it later. [items:] [special:]

Identifications: Junk sale: T2 Equipment 6,000 | (8) PERFECT [143228a] [143228c] [144895a] [144895b] [144895c] [145682] [142822] [145682] 6,000 col

[11/09/2020]

[11/07/2020]

the merchant hummed a happy little tune as she arranged NIGHT's shiny new equipment on the counter. except she couldn't possibly fit half a dozen greatswords and katanas on the narrow top, so she summoned the strength she'd possessed when she and a squad of noobs beat a trebuchet to death and shoved a couple of closed crates together to form a makeshift extension. all in all, Pandora's Wares was somehow even more cramped than before, but she was happy with the results of her appraisal and she was sure NIGHT would be too. she sent off a PM following up on the status of the frontliner's req

[10/28/2020] ;A;

Identifications: Junk sale: T3 Equipment 28,750 | (23) PERFECT [166097] [166102] [166104] [172527] [172531b] [172531c] [163436] [163438] [164172a] [164172b] [166083] [166087b] [166091a] [166091b] [166094a] [166094b] [166099] [166100] [166105] [166110] [166111a] [166111b] [172527] 21,600 | (24) RARE [162180] [162427] [162434] [162436] [162437] [163232] [163233] [163234] [163444] [166098] [172532] [172533] [172535] [154990] [163017] [163020] [163439] [163442] [163446] [164173] [164523] [164525] [166109] [172534] 50,350 c

[10/24/2020]