Nymoria

The group of wolves had moved only once it became apparent that Nymoria was charging towards them, their sluggish reaction allowing her the chance to land the first strikes against them. The sabre's blade slashed through the first trio with ease, slamming into the fourth and sending it tumbling to the side and into the dirt with a solid thump, hard enough that she could feel the vibration of the impact even from a few paces away. She'd stepped backwards in an attempt to put some distance between herself and the wolves, but as the first of them slammed into her, she found herself tumbling, her

Nymoria had tagged along behind the others, reserved and somewhat unsure if she should be tailing behind them or not. She'd watched, in amusement, as the blonde man had handed over the payment to the mayor - and in turn, received a rather cold thank you and finality from the mayor themselves. She'd barely caught the blonde's commentary, giggling silently to herself as they muttered to the door. The silent giggle broke into a full bit of laughter as the red-haired woman not only agreed, increased the insult, but then moved on to attaching a belt to the dark-haired blacksmith and burying her nos

The message appeared at the edge of her vision, a quick tap of her hand bringing it up for her to read. Salem. It was a unique name, at least from her experience. She couldn't help but wonder, momentarily, where it came from - if it had any meaning at all. His questions, however, continued as he pressed on regarding the quest itself. She eyed the messages as they came across, preparing to type a response when the corner of his eye noticed that he'd in turn glanced her way, as if waiting to see if she'd sign in return. There were a few seconds where her feet continued to carry her beside h

The trees had been pressing in on either side for some time, and Nymoria was beginning to wonder if she'd made the right choice letting Musei choose their direction of travel. She figured there wasn't anything of immediate danger in the area, and yet a part of her knew that those were the most dangerous of areas found within Aincrad - the ones where you thought that you were utterly safe, and didn't need to let your guard down. Her eyes had been darting around for a time now, and although she had tried to stop it, her hand had naturally graduated towards the pink wrapped handle of the sabre; l

The message appeared in her vision and startled Nymoria. She'd been focused on the trinket beneath her fingertips, trying to adjust the sensors within to make it operate better than it had been in the past few days - not that it had been malfunctioning in any way, but it had certainly not been working as well as the one she had purchased. Sighing slightly, both in response to the message's startling appearance, as well as a bit of frustration at the hearing aid itself, she'd closed the piece up once more and stored it away. A quick tap and the message appeared, a frown crossing her face

Purchasing Teleport Crystal | [800col] Use a post action to activate a teleport crystal. Teleports the player to the town or designated teleportation area they specify. Field Rations | [1,000col] Grants +12% to max HP. Cannot be used in combat. Effect lasts for one thread. A player cannot benefit from more than one Field Rations at a time. This effect cannot stack with Over-Health consumables. Filling may be used on this item, increasing its buff from 12% to 16% max HP. Total Cost: 1,800col

Her eyes had nearly passed over the soft brown coloured leaf that hung beneath a collection of green needles. She'd only registered it in a delayed fashion, stopping in her tracks as she turned back towards it and examined it closer. Her mind raced as she checked for the spotted underside, confirming that it matched one of the ones that the blonde had displayed to her - a common leaf used in a variety of potions and poultices by those of the alchemic career path. While not overly useful to her own shop or wares, she figured she could likely save it for any sort of transactions or payments she

The camp proved futile, and as Nymoria turned back to the woman to tell her as much, she saw the smirk on her face. A test, and one that I'm not sure I've passed. Alright, fine. I can do this...I think. She stepped back towards the woman, close enough she'd be able to properly hear any responses. Bringing her hands up, she quickly signed to the blonde, letting the words flow out. There appears to be nothing of value here. I assume you already picked the area clean. In that case, I will take what you have taught me, and head out into the wilderness to better test, and perfect, my skills. Thank

The trek back across the plains was as boring the original walk had been. Nymoria had tried livening it up by spotting the flora and fauna in the area in an attempt to see what she had missed on the first pass through, but the attempt had fallen short fairly immediately as she realised that everything both looked the same, and entirely different all at once. It was a confusing situation, which made her head spin as she tried to wrap the concept around her mind, eventually deciding she was simply better off not considering it at all. For better or for worse, she had eventually returned t

Her foot had collided with something as she stared at the compass. The dial on it had begun to spin wildly, turning in a way that made her wonder if it hadn't actually broken during the time she'd been walking. She'd moved slightly around in a circle with it, trying to figure out whether there was something wrong with it, which had led to her stubbing her toe on something hard and half buried in the ground. Crouching down, she'd found what appeared to be a dark obsidian stone, barely sticking out of the ground and causing the compass to spin faster the closer it got to the piece. Closing the c

She'd twitched as the arm had reached out and the hand grasped her shoulder. For a single second she'd reached for the sabre at her hip, her eyes wide and a look of terror on her face that seemed almost beyond the simple situation at hand, as if there was more to it's causation. The look on the man's face, however, had broken the spell of terror - if only slightly. She watched as he tried to explain his thoughts, struggling to pass on the idea that he had, before eventually completing what appeared to be a crude version of an attempt at signing the idea to her. She laughed aloud as his h

Walking. Walking was the one thing she knew she'd be involved in with the quest. Somehow, though, she hadn't quite been ready for the amount of walking that she would have to do now. My legs hurrrrt...as much as I love Musei, it would've been nice to get a horse...then I could've ridden it everywhere...no. No don't even think that. Musei is lovely and I love him and I would never trade him. Not even for a four legged, beast of an animal that could carry me so I don't have to walk anymore. Never. Her thoughts had begun to spiral as she walked across the open plains, devolving as they did in tim

I'm looking to learn foraging. I want to be able to locate my own materials, to use in my creations. I was hoping that you would take the time to teach me, sensei. Her hands moved as she signed the words, the NPC's eyes drifting down towards them as she watched. It took mere seconds, the proficiency with the language so engrained into who Nymoria was that she could communicate as naturally as those who spoke, but when the blonde watched her hands it felt like she took forever to explain herself. A nagging, familiar feeling of dread rose within her mind, and she found herself being pulled towar

She'd begun walking across the field as soon as the thoughts had subsided slightly. A pack of nearby wolves had drawn her attention, and for just a moment she had thought about perhaps running over to take them down, before realising that getting sidetracked would only make her day longer. As tempted as it is, I'm going to be spending the day foraging for goods and materials. I'm sure that a little bit of combat would make it better...but not if it makes me remain out until - or even past - darkness falls. It'd be better to focus on the foraging aspect, and then...maybe if there's time later?

Her hand rose in her typical wave towards the guard at the gate - Merv, she thought his name was - as she made her way out and into the wilds of the first floor. As always, the sun was beaming down upon the lands, it's warmth making the cool chill of the breeze spreading across the plains more bearable. She'd stopped for a few seconds, taking in the sight once more, still amazed at how beautiful it could look even after all this time. I don't think I'll ever get over this. It's breathtaking, all things considered. If only this hadn't turned out to be such a horrible situation...imagine what th

She left behind the bakery once the pancakes had been finished. She'd had to fight the urge to order another round, wanting nothing more than to remain there the entire day and simply consume the food without another thought. As tempting as it had been, however, she also knew that she needed to actually head out and begin her path on the forager quest. The first step is always the hardest. Especially when one is fighting against the loveable, desirable, temptation that is fluffy warm pan friend dough, mixed with the sweet and delicate taste of syrup covering...I'm definitely going back there t

Her mood had been surprisingly positive since arriving at the bakery, a fact that she laid entirely in blame upon the fluffy pancakes themselves. The mixture of the sweetness that came from the treat, as well as the syrup that had been provided, had done wonders for the small bit of tired depressive aura that had hung over her. It had been wiped away, like a cloud of flies taken by a sudden gust of wind, leaving Nymoria feeling a lot happier than she had in some time. She'd even managed to consider her success over the last few days without any intrusive thoughts darkening her success. No

After a small amount of arguing, Nymoria and Musei had finally come to an agreement on a place for breakfast. The locale was slightly more expensive than Nymoria normally would've partaken in, but with their sudden increase in funds, she felt like a little bit of a better diet may not have been a bad thing. Even if they didn't necessarily gain weight or change based on their consumption, she felt like maintaining a proper eating style and choice within the game would make sure that when she eventually returned to the real world, she'd be able to maintain the habits created. Let's be hone

Voices reached her ears, and although she could tell that a number of people were talking, the words came in broken and incomprehensible. Nymoria found her eyes shifting between each of the players present, taking a few seconds before she recognised at least one of them. Her face flushed slightly again at the sight of Wulfrin, and she pulled her head down towards her chest, giving a subtle wave of hello as the embarrassment rushed through and out from her in a wave of heat on her face. Her eyes had happened upon the visage of the teal haired girl, and Nymoria was just barely able to catch

His movement and posture was imposing, in a way - and yet Nymoria saw a slight bit of...was that fear...? She shook off the thought. It seemed unlikely that someone like the man before her would have fear. His voice came through distorted, and Nymoria's eyes snapped to his face as he spoke to her, trying to decipher his commentary in earnest. "I- j--t o-t f-r - w--k. Ca-e -o re--nt-y --- l--k-ng f-r - w-y t- l-v-l --. Y-u sign everything you say?" She'd naturally taken a few steps closer, her attention on his face not clear enough to let her understand everything he said. She bit her lip

Previous EaL - EXP 1,154 Overpaid, Adjust on this Quest. The night had been far from restful, and as Nymoria opened her eyes to the sunlight beginning to stream into the inn's room, she couldn't help but want nothing more than to return to sleep. She hated the tiredness that had overcome her, and the feeling it left her with - a dull, aching feeling throughout her entire mind and body. She was drained, and the early morning rising wasn't doing anything to inspire her to meet the day head on. I just want to go back to sleep...is that too much to ask for...? The groaning in her head reach

Shop Post: The Jewel of My Heart Cost of Transaction: - material Crafter's Profession: Artisan Crafter's Rank: 0 Item Name: Hearing Aid Item Tier: 1 Item Type: Trinket Item Rarity: Uncommon Item Enhancements: Keen [1 Slot] Craft/Appraisal/Obtainment IDs & Rolls: ID222482 Item Description: A hearing aid that has been crafted with small purple and emerald gems along it's exterior for

The rollercoaster of emotions from the day had worn her out, and she found herself drifting in and out of sleep as she laid on the bed, her face shoved into the pillow. Still, she knew she should at least plan out the next day, so that she had some sort of goal to work towards. That's what Nagamuni-sensei told me to do...so I should do it. It helps, a bit...alright, let's see... She scrolled through the available quests, noting that another form of the same quest she'd just completed had opened up. She glanced at it, wondering at whether it would be worth her while or not. Hey, Musei. W

The innkeeper had greet Nymoria with a smile, and she'd returned the action in kind, quickly signing her thanks before moving up to her room. She'd taken a few moments to pay for another week in the inn, securing her place once more. It would be nice to save up for a house...but the amount of time and effort...and col, that that would take...I can't even imagine doing that. Not even if I had a hundred years in this game. A number of things still looked so far off to her, no matter how much progress she made. She still thought about possibly joining at the front lines - a dream that she had com

The restaurant had been far fancier than anything else Nymoria had visited to this point - which meant that it had cost almost double what she would normally have spent for their food. Still, considering everything, she felt that it had been a worthwhile investment. Musei had enjoyed the treat, even coming out of the pocket and settling on the table during the meal, much to her amusement. The meal had been basic, perhaps, by the standards of many others in the area - but for Nymoria and Musei, it had been an extravagant course which contained things they normally wouldn't be entitled to purcha