Nari-Lanreth

Nari stood watching the water for some time before she remembered why she had come here. Shaking herself from her delirium, Nari stepped towards the waterfall. A small path led beneath the falling water, to a small outcrop that one could sit upon should they so choose. Nari looked around, making sure that no one else was nearby before bringing up her inventory menu once more. Nari scrolled through her menu, coming to rest where her clothing was listed. Her finger hovered over the remove button. She felt herself turn red in the face once more, and she glanced around to make sure that no o

Letting the log drop from her grip, Nari stumbled backwards. She felt herself fall to the floor as her arms and legs finally gave out beneath her. Leaning her head back against the wall, she knew that she had done as much as she could. ‘I can only hope that it’s enough for the task ahead.’ Her mind’s voice whispered. Nari shrugged mentally, knowing that it didn’t much matter. She had nothing further that she could give physically. ‘I should…rest here a bit…before the next part.’ She thought over what Master Yunxiang had said, about needing to sit under the waterfall until her conce

Nari felt her legs give out beneath her as she turned a final corner. Tucking her shoulder and allowing her body to roll, Nari felt herself stopped as her legs slammed into the wall, her back bending against the where the floor and wall met. Closing her eyes, she sighed, realising that nothing appeared broken or overly damaged. Snapping her eyes open, she realised that she had reached a speed beyond anything she had managed previously, a hint of redness coming to her face in pride. After a few moments, she leaned sideways, allowing her feet to fall beneath her. Once she had returne

Nari continued the routines right up until her arms gave way beneath her. Collapsing to the floor, she felt little had changed. Cursing and groaning as she did so, she forced herself to her feet, deciding that perhaps a change in the routine was required. She looked around for anything that could inspire her, but nothing immediately stood out. ‘Think…what other exercises did I used to do back in the real world?’ Nari thought back to her days when she had spent some time enthusiastic about gymnastics and Aikido. She pictured her time in both activities, wondering what else could possibly

Some time later Nari awoke from her rest. Finding herself still alone, she rose, her body feeling slightly better than before her sleep. Determined to be done with this as quickly as possible, Nari began her routine, deciding that a muscle building collection of push-ups, squats, and handstands. Her arms and legs burned as she moved through the motions, starting slowly but picking up momentum as the numerous different forms began to return to her. ‘I wish that I had spent more time focusing on these in the real world – I wonder if it would’ve helped me…’ She pushed the thought aside – no

As Nari’s dialogue box disappears, the elderly man suddenly smiles. Stepping forward he gives a slight bow, the man began speaking, introducing himself to Nari – yet seemingly unaware of her own responses and reactions. “My name is Master Yunxiang, and I am the monk who lives atop the mountain. Those who are worthy may learn from me the secrets of the martial arts, but first they must prove themselves.” The man waves his left hand, pulling it from his beard and twirling it around the air before him in what was likely meant to be a display of agility. Nari’s tired eyes followed the movemen

Snapping to consciousness, Nari realised with a start that she had actually fallen asleep. Glancing upwards, she noticed the light had shifted in the sky slightly, but it didn’t appear as if more than an hour had passed. Scowling herself for taking such dangerous actions, she pulled herself to her feet, looking to the path ahead. The dirt path had resumed, wrapping to the west this time, and increasing to a stronger angle – Nari figured closer to forty degrees. Pulling her inventory back up, she refitted herself in her armour, the comfort of it and the shield reassuring her. Bowing

The path up the mountain had begun to wind towards the eastern edge as Nari had continued, forcing her to slowly shift right from where she had originally approached. The grade had slightly increased on her, but seemed to have levelled out over the last few minutes, maintaining a soft thirty degrees. Nari had just started to relax, thinking the rest of the journey would be relatively simple, when the path had come to a sudden abrupt stop. Before her lay the face of a cliff, dropping off immediately, the ground below barely visible – but clearly far beyond what she could survive. Turn

Shop Post: Wølf Fang Blade Transaction Date: 2022.02.03 Cost of Transaction: 2 materials Crafter's Profession: Blacksmith Crafter's Rank: 1 Item Name: Wølf Fang Blade Item Tier: T1 Item Type: One Handed Straight Sword Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: Keen (2 Slots), Bleed (1 Slot) Craft/Appraisal/Obtainment IDs & Rolls: ID203193 Item Description: A hand and

Glancing around the newly crafted shop, Nari couldn't help but feel a moment of pride and enthusiasm. The shop front itself was sparkling, that fresh new scent reaching her nose. Passing through the doorway into the forge in the back room, Nari felt her excitement soar. The anvil, her tools, everything here belonged to her. Striding over to the anvil and workbench, she picked up her hammer, hefting it in her left hand. Placing the first piece of working material on the anvil, Nari took a deep breath before bringing the hammer down, allowing the ringing sound to echo around the forg

Tucked towards the eastern edge of the city of Ronbaru, a little ways off the main pathways of the city thoroughfare sits a small, well cleaned little shop. It’s grey brick front – with a dark violet solid door, encompassed on either side by mid sized bay windows that allow in the illuminated lamps from the exterior – stands out only so slightly from the buildings around it of standard tan brick. Above the door sits a relatively small sign that reads simply ‘The Winter Fox Smithery’, the white letters standing out against the light violet background. Upon entering the shop front, one

Nari stares at the poster, a slight sneer on her face. 'A Valentine's day tournament? Who would ever sign up for this?' Glancing around to make sure no one saw her, she rushed to Floor 24 to make sure she signed up in time for the event. Consider me here...

Nari opened her mouth to protest the words that Bismuth had spewed forth, ready to argue further with this…individual. And then the lady in the doorway spoke, reminding Nari that there was still work to be done. Glancing back at the smiling face of Bismuth, Nari gave a slight sneer before moving to the doorway. “NIGHT, was it? You’re right. Let’s get on with this…” Nari pushed past the door, heading in to meet with the alchemist – and at the same time feeling the confidence she had portrayed outside slip away. ‘What was I thinking?! To get that worked up – they probably think that I’m cr

Coming to the edge of the bridge, Nari slid forwards carefully to test the strength of the rock beneath her feet. Glancing over the side as she did so, she saw that the drop went on far beyond what her eyes could see, far enough down that she doubted she would survive if she did slip over the edge. As she continued to carefully step forward, Nari began eyeing the gap in the centre of the bridge. The gap itself appeared larger than she had originally expected, she would have assumed it was nearly a metre across – far enough that she wondered if jumping across would even be possible. As she

The shimmering of blue in the air filled Nari’s vision as the teleporter dropped her onto the surface of Floor 2’s main town. It took a moment for her vision to clear, the after effects leaving her eyes watery. She hoped that she would eventually get used to it – it seemed like a good system for moving between floors and locations, but the bright light definitely annoyed her. Glancing around, she saw a small village, a sparse population moved throughout the streets – Nari could tell that a few of these individuals were players, but most of these other players seemed busy with their ow

"Hey are you, like, okay? You totally look spooked," Nari heard the voice, and felt her gaze shift from the floor beneath her own feet, to the floor beneath the feet of this...girl?...who was leading her deeper into the filled room. Nari felt her body unwillingly follow - unable to stop herself from being pulled in, yet still rigid. 'Are you okay?' The thought bounced through her head. She didn't feel okay. Her heart raced, her eyes were wide, her muscles tense. She could feel the world spinning as the girl dragged her further into the room. She tried to resist - if only for the briefest

Wandering into the small shop, Nari will start a bit at the tinkling of the bell. Glancing around, she'll take in the splendour of the wares on display, noting the organisation of the shop itself. Taking a few moments to glance about the shelves, she'll eventually set her eyes upon a golden arrowed pin, the limited light glinting off it as if calling out to her. Pointing to the single piece, she'll look around and softly say, "Excuse me, would it be possible to purchase one of these lovely pieces? If there's any available, that is..." Taking in the remainder of the stock, she'll notice f

Walking up to the front of the house, Nari felt a moment of hesitation. The request seemed to go out to everyone in Aincrad, which she knew meant there could be a collection of people here. But as she glanced up at the front of the building, she figured it couldn’t be that many people. Bracing herself, she walked up the steps to the front door, knocking softly before testing the door. The door itself popped open with a click, allowing the light to spill out from inside. ‘Here goes nothing.’ Nari thought, pulling her shoulders up and back. The dress she had chosen to wear in lieu of

Nari’s eyes go wide as she realises – not only do two of these people know each other, but they’re expecting her to introduce herself, and maybe more beyond that. She feels her heart begin to thud quickly as her mind begins turning. Still staring at the ground, her right hand tight on the pommel of the sword sheathed on her same hip, Nari opens her mouth to speak, giving her head a slight bow as she does so. “My name is… my name is Nari-Lanreth! But… you can call me Nari!” She visibly winces as she practically shouts the words. Attempting to recover, she’ll raise her gaze to the door

Nari wanders into what appears to be a shop - at least, it's labelled as one on the sign outside. Glancing around the store, she notices nothing that immediately stands out as impressive. In fact, if she hadn’t seen the open door and the sign on the exterior, she wouldn’t even have been aware that this was little more than a well maintained shack. Annoyed that she was being so pessimistic, she shook her head. ‘It could use a bit of fixing up, but it’s not a junk shop, that’s for sure.’ "Uhm...hello? I...need help identifying some things..." She waits, wondering if anyone will respon

Thread Summary Nari-Lanreth: 1,066 EXP total 400 col <<Blacksmith>> Profession Successfully Crafted Item (Lanreth's Defender) Standard <<Blacksmith>> Shop (5) Tier 1 Crafting Materials Tier 1 Perfect Consumable (1) | [203123] Tier 1 Rare Trinket (1) | [203123] Tier 1 Rare Weapon (1) | [203149] Tier 1 Uncommon Consumable (1) | [203149]

Shop Post: Shield Crafting Cost of Transaction: 1 material Crafter's Profession: Blacksmith Crafter's Rank: 0 Item Name: Lanreth's Defender Item Tier: 1 Item Type: Shield Item Rarity: Uncommon Item Enhancements: Thorns Craft/Appraisal/Obtainment IDs & Rolls: ID203153 | CD: 10 Item Description: Heater shield with a dark purple background, a red howling wolf in it's forefront, edging of midnight black colouring.

Nari watched again as the materials glowed, shining brightly for a moment before exploding into a collection of shards before falling to the ground and disappearing. Nari sighed inwardly, frustration and despair beginning to rise within her. She wondered – just for a moment – if maybe this was beyond her. “Bad luck on that one! Maybe try the next!” The voice of the blacksmith said again, his voice identical to the last time he had spoken. Nari shot the man a dark glance before pulling out the next set of materials, laying them on the anvil and taking a deep breath. ‘They wouldn’t of

Nari stared and watched in excitement as the materials began to glow as the hammer struck them, her face lighting up in a smile. She saw the glow begin to take shape, and then just as quickly shatter into a collection of shards, bursting into the air before disappearing before her eyes. “Bad luck on that one! Maybe try the next!” The voice of the blacksmith shook her from her shocked reserve. Shaking her mind clear, she picked up the hammer again, placing the next set of materials on the anvil. Focusing the image in her mind again, she brought the hammer up above her head, pausing m

It didn’t take long for Nari to find her way back to the blacksmith’s shop, the path well set in her memory. Entering the forge, she found the man who had offered to teach her still hammering away at his anvil, a new piece being crafted under his capable hands. “Hi…I’m, uhm, I’m back.” Nari’s voice squeaked as she spoke, barely making a sound above the rhythmic hammering. A small pause was the only announcement that the blacksmith had heard her. “Welcome back! Can I help you with something?” The blacksmith smiled at her as he continued to hammer the piece on the anvil beneath him.