Circe

Circe stretched, rolling her shoulders as the weight of the fight finally left her body. The battle had been intense, but in the end, it was theirs. The oppressive heat of Inferno Cavern still clung to her skin, but standing in the open air felt like a reward in itself. She watched as the NPC handed over their reward without much fanfare, her eyes briefly scanning the amount. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t their greatest haul either. Still, it was satisfying knowing they’d taken down Cerberus together. She glanced at Omen, who seemed as focused as ever, already looking to the next challenge

Circe watched as Omen’s axe carved into the two remaining heads, and she saw one fall limp as the Thorns effect took it out. Only one head remained now, but it wasn’t done yet. The final head snapped furiously at Omen, its fiery eyes filled with rage, but it was clear the beast was on its last legs. Circe didn't waste time. She dashed in, her daggers at the ready, and with a swift motion, she hurled one of them at the remaining head. The blade struck true, embedding itself deep into the creature’s neck. Cerberus howled in pain, staggering backward, but it still wasn’t down. The last head

Circe grinned at Omen's shout, a rush of satisfaction swelling inside her. They were closing in on their perfect victory, and she wasn’t about to let this moment slip away. She darted forward, keeping her focus sharp, the adrenaline coursing through her veins like fire. She threw her daggers once more, her AoE aimed at the first and second heads. The blades flew true, and with a sickening thud, the first head went limp, falling to the ground with a heavy crash. One down. But as she pivoted to strike the second head, it jerked violently to the side, dodging her attack entirely. “Damn,

Earning a Living <<Performer>> --

Thread Closing Circe Recieves 2096 EXP (Word Count [3741/10*2*1] + Quest [300] + 100% Recruitment Drive Bonus) 2032 col (1 page [400]+Loot [1632]) <<Performer>> Profession [Perfect Mass] Monster's Favor x1 ( ID#232495 ) Standard <<Performer>> Shop (5) Materials

>>Circe: “Hey, finished up the Performer stuff. Where are you? I’ll head over, got something cool to show you.” She tapped send, closing the UI with a satisfied nod. A small smile crept onto her face as she started heading toward the western outskirts of town, where she had a hunch Omen might be grinding or scouting new areas. He was always ahead of the game, always pushing their team forward. The thought of telling him about her latest accomplishments made her steps quickened in response. Circe wasn’t the type to get excited over every little thing, but this? This was differen

After a while, she decided it was time to store her guitar away for now. She reached her UI, tapping a few buttons until the familiar interface appeared. With a flick of her wrist, she placed the electric guitar into her inventory. It would be waiting for her when she was ready to perform again. “For now, back to leveling,” she muttered, glancing at her quest log. She still had plenty to do, and she wanted to build her skills further before launching her shop given there is going to be a lot of thought and effort going into setting it up. Checking the time, it still seemed a bit ear

She pulled up her UI to explore the new crafting options further, ready to dive into her newfound abilities. A series of tutorial pop-ups began to appear, each one guiding her through the intricacies of being a performer. One caught her eye: As a performer, you will have the ability to open a shop to sell your songs to other players. This will allow you to share your creations and build a reputation in the community. “Where would I even set up a shop?” Circe wondered aloud. She started pacing the nearby path, contemplating potential locations. The bustling market square came to mind—

Circe couldn’t stop the grin spreading across her face as she turned back to Landon. The guitar still thrummed with residual energy in her hands, and her heart raced with the thrill of success. She approached the counter, ready to turn in the quest. Landon leaned back, crossing his arms with a satisfied smirk. "Performing's not for the faint of heart, kid. Takes guts, hard work, and talent," he said, his voice carrying the weight of experience. "But from where I'm standing, you've got it all. Knock 'em dead." Circe nodded, feeling the warmth of his words settle in her chest. For the

Circe took a deep breath as they re-entered the cavern, the oppressive heat hitting them immediately. This was it—the final stretch. She walked ahead of Omen, her daggers at the ready, eyes sharp and focused. The deeper they went, the more the tension mounted, but Circe's nerves were steeled. They had a plan, and they were sticking to it. Cerberus wasn’t going to know what hit it. She led them through the familiar path, past the smoldering pools of lava and jagged rocks. Every step closer brought the sound of Cerberus’s low, rumbling growls echoing off the cavern walls. The spawn room was

Circe stood before the crafting station, her fingers still resting on the neck of the electric guitar she’d chosen. Landon had set up the interface, and now it was up to her to navigate the crafting UI. She brought it up in her display, and a list of potential songs appeared before her, each one offering different support songs. “Huh, looks like a decent starting point,” she murmured. It wasn’t the most powerful song, but it provided a nice buff to looting, and it seemed easier to craft than some of the more complex songs she’d seen. “Monster's Fortune it is,” Circe decided, tapping

Circe nodded, accepting Omen’s logic. He was right—she couldn’t take hits like he could. If she tried, things could spiral out of control fast, and they couldn’t afford that with Cerberus. Still, she didn’t like the idea of relying on him to tank all the damage. If something went wrong, she’d need to stay sharp and ready to adjust. "Alright," she said, running a hand through her damp hair, which was sticking to the back of her neck. "I’ll start with AoEs, and if I’ve got enough energy left after the first round, I’ll follow up with another one. I’ll make sure to hit as many heads as possi

When she finally pushed open the creaky door to the hole-in-the-wall shop, the sound of rock music greeted her once again. Landon looked up from his workbench, a grin spreading across his face as soon as he saw her. “Back already? I didn’t think you’d get it done so fast!” he said, wiping his hands on a rag. “Well, let’s see ‘em!” Circe opened her inventory, pulling out the shimmering crystals and placing them on the counter. “All five, just like you asked,” she said with a smirk. Landon examined the crystals, nodding approvingly. “Nicely done, kid. Looks like you’ve got a knack for

She listened as Omen laid out the plan for Cerberus, her mind already running through possible scenarios. The mention of Burn status wasn’t surprising—it was, after all, Inferno Cavern. But hearing that Cerberus had multiple health bars was another level of complication. Three entities wrapped into one fight. It meant a prolonged battle, and one misstep could easily turn it in Cerberus' favor. "Three health bars, huh?" Circe mused, her gaze sharp. "That’s annoying." She straightened up, adjusting her gear and checking her inventory to make sure she was prepared for the next fight. He

With a crunch, Omen buried his axe into the lone pack monster. With that, the remaining Hellhounds needed were slain, all that remained was that they prepare for the boss fight. On the way out, a yellow chest icon appeared in Circe's UI prompting her to keep an eye out for any treasure chests in the area, but whether it was due to her wanting to escape the heat or just pure bad luck, she did not seem to find any, drats. Once outside, they were met with fresh air, well, fresher than what was in the cavern. Circe once again crouched down, wiping the sweat from her brow. "That went a

The wolf lunged at Circe, its jaws snapping toward her with feral intent. But she was ready. With a quick sidestep, she dodged the bite, feeling the rush of air as the wolf's teeth barely missed her. Its claws scraped against the dirt as it landed, growling in frustration. Circe didn’t waste a second. She drew another throwing knife from her belt, her hand moving swiftly as she aimed at the already-wounded wolf. The knife struck true, embedding deep into the wolf's chest. It let out a final, pitiful whine before collapsing to the ground, dissolving into shimmering particles just like

Circe prowled through the plains, her senses sharp, eyes scanning for movement. The quiet stretched around her until she finally spotted a lone wolf patrolling the edge of a nearby rocky hill. Its fur was scruffy, and its ears twitched as it moved cautiously, clearly unaware of her presence. A grin tugged at Circe’s lips. “Perfect,” she whispered, reaching for her throwing knife. She crouched low, creeping closer for a better angle. With her energy bar full and her frustration bubbling beneath the surface, she didn’t waste time hesitating. Taking a deep breath, she aimed for the wolf

Circe moved to another patch of foliage, still riding the high from her last successful find. Kneeling down, she began her search again, her fingers brushing through the dirt, but this time, there was no familiar shimmer, no hint of a crystal hidden beneath the leaves. She sighed in frustration as her hands came up empty once more. "Of course," she muttered, standing up and brushing the dirt off her knees. She glanced around at the barren plains. The last spot hadn’t yielded anything, and the grind was starting to wear on her. Her eyes drifted to the corner of her UI, where her energ

Circe’s breath was shallow, the intense heat making it hard to focus, but she remained sharp. Omen’s words cut through the chaos, grounding her in their plan. Her health bar was dropping, but the strategy was still in play. They had this under control.. Just a little more. Her eyes flickered to the Hellhound Omen had nearly finished off. Its snarling was more desperate now, the once-fierce creature on the verge of breaking down into fractals. Without hesitation, she shot it forward, her dagger gleaming in the glow of the cavern as it drove into the Hellhound’s side with a swift thud.

Circe saw the Hellhounds weaving in and out of Omen’s reach, their pack tactics making it difficult for him to land a clean hit. She could tell it was starting to frustrate him, but his precision was still intact—he’d managed to chip away at their health, leaving them vulnerable. Now it was time for her to finish what they started. Focusing on the closest Hellhound, Circe gathered what little energy she had left. With a swift, practiced motion, she hurled a dagger at the creature, and as it soared through the air, she followed up with a rapid flick of her wrist, sending another knife righ

The moment Omen’s roar shook the cavern, Circe felt a surge of adrenaline rush through her. The Hellhounds snarled and circled, their attention entirely fixated on Omen as he drew their aggro with his thunderous howl. This was her moment. Without hesitation, she leaped into action, her hands moving swiftly to draw her daggers. A gleam of firelight caught the edges of the blades as she spun in a deadly arc, hurling a barrage of knives at the Hellhounds. Her movements were quick, precise, and vicious—she wasn’t holding back this time. The daggers cut through the air, striking true, embeddin

Thank you! Circe accepts :3

Freyd’s demeanor was easygoing, offering the same friendliness to both her and Omen, but Circe couldn't help but feel a little disconnected. She accepted his thanks for the offer with a brief nod, half-smirking at his olive joke. “I’ll see what I can do,” she replied dryly, but there was a hint of warmth in her voice, despite her typically aloof demeanor. The thunder rumbling in the distance, paired with Freyd’s reminder about the respawn timer, pulled her back into focus. She didn’t like lingering in places where bosses could suddenly reappear. As they started moving back toward the wa

After a few moments of waiting, Circe felt her energy bar beginning to replenish. Kneeling beside the same patch of foliage, she took a deep breath and focused, her fingers moving deftly through the grass and leaves. As she sifted through the underbrush, she felt a familiar shimmer beneath the dirt—a soft glow that sent a rush of excitement through her. “There you are!” she exclaimed, digging deeper with eager hands. After a bit of careful tugging, she finally freed a small, radiant crystal from the ground. It pulsed with a vibrant light, the blue hue matching the one she’d found earlier

Circe took a moment to catch her breath, glancing around the now-quiet plains. The boars had long since scattered. However, the absence of any other creatures made her realize it was a good time to gather while she waited for her energy bar to recharge. She turned her attention to the nearby foliage, hoping to find more materials or at least something useful. She approached a patch of wildflowers, crouching down to sift through the dense grass and underbrush. “Let’s see what you’ve got for me,” she murmured, fingers probing the ground. She pushed aside some leaves, searching for any