Jeeves

ph *** Gathering | ID 217968 | LD 2+6=8 (mat 2/5 found)

ph *** Gathering | ID 217967 | LD 10+6=16 (mat 2/5 found)

ph *** Gathering | ID 217966 | LD 18+6=24 (mat 1/5 found)

Already out in the fields surrounding the Town of Beginnings, Jeeves' goggle-gagged head swiveled to and fro searching for the perfect site. Having already outfitted himself with the requisite experimental gear and supplies, the protocols were laid out in explicit detail in his notebook. He just needed the proper sample density and type to establish a baseline. Evangeline would have her fill and he would have his data. Mutual exchange could be so rewarding when properly prepared and manifest. These mobs had no idea that they were all little more than guinea pigs, at this point. Just like

Jeeves knocked softly on the NPC's shop door, politely waiting for a response that never came. Twice more he followed through on courtesy and protocol, before finally finding the nerve to quietly make his way in. "Hello?" Barely more than a whisper, his voice failed to carry through the belching and bubbling clatter of various substances in the midst of percolating into some manner of concoction that still seemed suspiciously likely to explode. "Oh, hi there! Welcome! Are you looking for something?" The young woman running the shop wore a thick leather apron heavily stained and

Eyes wide, uncertain of how best to meet expectations, Jeeves wasn't used to this kind of polite exchange anymore. Not since Miri... left. Re-acquaint was required. How else could the part be played? "Ummm... thank you." Brief was always best. No one paid attention or remembered. Brief was safest too. Eyes darting side to side in search of some expected outcome, his hands reached forth and slowly took the package, pulling it back and nestling it in the crook beneath his arm. A precious tool solicited and obtained. Another step in the formula complete. Pivoting on a worn boot hee

The innocent-looking young man had been in the shop for some time frantically scribbling notes, but repeatedly erasing and modifying whatever vision he was working on in his small booklet. Its outer cover was remarkably ornate, the leather meticulously tanned, cured and sealed against moisture penetration. Whatever it contained was precious enough to merit extravagant protection. He seemed to be sketching, over and over again, as if trying to extract a thought to paper, no mean feat for anyone lacking the requisite artistic talent. Finally satisfied, frustration melting from his face and s

There would have been no way for Ren to have known how long the boy was standing there, so still and silent had he been. Jeeves held a bucket of water in his hands and had been waiting patiently for the smith's moment of need. Sloshing in its container was what gave him away, Ren nearly jumping with a start at discovering his unannounced visitor. "Sorry." Wiping his sweaty brow with a relatively clean rag, Ren forced and awkward laugh. "I wasn't expecting anyone this late. If there something I can do for you?" The boy simply handed him a roll of parchment, which was opened and ex

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A you man, barely more than a boy entered the shop, quietly scraping his boots and setting them aside prior to roaming. Hi mop of mousy brown hair swayed slightly in an effervescent manner, as if his entire being wafted on the cloud. Bright blue eyes absorbed every piece on display, looking but not touching, for that would be rude. He didn't like rude people. They were often also the mean ones. "Can I have those please," he mumbled into his own collar, "I can pay." Pulling a handful of odds and ends gathered off the streets of by means of charity, Jeeves waited patiently for the i

Skills: SP: 1/5 Dagger Skill - R1 Inventory: Set D | Support Package (3x) Starter Healing Potions (Heals 50 HP) 2,000 Col 25 Materials Equipment [Insert Equipment here.] Consumables [Insert Consumables here.]

Virtues Studious - Possessed of a voracious appetite for lore, Jeeves buried himself in books and online databases at an early age. Adept with numbers and sharp as a whip, he prefers not to brag or show off his talents for fear of drawing unwanted attention. Such distractions only get in the way of his hobbies and other pursuits. Quiet - Overshadowed by a boisterous and beautiful older sister accustomed to taking charge, Jeeves has learned to accomplish things without making noise or drawing attention. A man of few words, he prefers to let others take centre stage and be the focus of

Profile Username: Jeeves Real name: Curtis Crowley Age: 15 Gender: Male Height: 5'4" Background: Jeeves, Typhon, Quaestor and his older sister Smarmy (aka 'Miri') were inseparable during the early days of SAO, forming the Madrigal as one of the game's first guilds and making a name for themselves. It all came crashing down a few months in when Miri and Typhon were suddenly lost to some sort of game glitch. Quaestor withdrew into himself at the loss of his wife, leaving young Jeeves alone with his grief. The guild shattered and fell prey to vulturous players who swooped