Morrigan

A soft sigh had escaped her lips as the final threat before her had vanished, the halberd cleaving through it and leaving nothing but shimmering shards floating softly on the air. She paused for a brief moment to confirm that nothing further would approach her, before turning back to face the other player and waving him out from the hollow he had hidden within. She listened, silently, as he confirmed his intent to make their way back to the encampment. The shard had been located, and there was little more for them to do here save for the continued engagement with local monsters – and whil

Challenge of Olympus: Tailor For the first time in a long time, she had absolutely nothing planned for the day. The few quests she’d completed over the course of the last few weeks, the time she’d spent focusing on improving herself and her skill sets, and the few off moments she’d spent with Phantom had entirely exhausted her – which was why Morrígan had chosen to close the business for the day, and spend it relaxing and recovering her strength. That had been the plan, at least. It was intruded upon and deconstructed when the appearance of an alert had caught her attention, and she’

The first gorilla closed in, Morrígan’s halberd coming down and through its form as she backed up a step to try and meet the second creature – only to watch as it reeled back in shock or hesitation at the loss of its companion. The puzzlement she felt at the shift in the tide of the battle retreated enough to allow her to move again, and she stepped in between herself and the form of Bastion, ensuring that the creature before her had no path towards the other player. ’Almost done here.’ She didn’t look back as she called out to the other player; keeping her focus on the enemy before her.

07/01/2025 Rank 2 Tailor | 35/39 EXP Crafting Buffs Custom Ambition Tool [Crafting Tool. Effect: Gain +1 bonus crafting EXP for each crafting attempt.] ID CD LD Result EXP 1 239850 [8+0] = 8 15 Salvage (-0 Material) +3 EXP 2 239851 [10+0] = 10 20 T2 Uncommon | Cloth Armour (-1 Material) +4 EXP 3 239852

The gorillas had slammed into her without mercy, pushing aside the halberd with ease before hammering into her core and causing her to bend slightly with the impact. She saw the thorns erupt from her shield, piercing the pair and causing minimal amounts of damage in return – but it was enough to push them back and away from her, giving her the space she needed to recuperate from their original assault. ’Stay back and out of the way. It’s just the two, I can handle them. Let me know if you see anything else coming though.’ She brought the halberd back down and into a ready stance, the shie

’I had a reason to fight, once. Many reasons, actually.’ The woman spoke suddenly, her voice soft and low once more. Morrígan could see the way her eyes glazed ever so slightly, lost in thought; whether about something past, or present, she couldn’t quite tell. ’Those reasons are gone now. Nothing more than a part of my history, leaving me with no reason to push onwards.’ Morrígan remained silent, as unsure about what to say as she was aware that the woman didn’t necessarily want to hear her response. Instead, she waited for the woman to continue her thoughts, or leave – whichever came f

’Want? I guess I don’t want anything, really. I wanted to make sure you were okay, mostly. Those wolves tore into you badly, and it looked like you were…hurt. So I wanted to make sure you’d be okay.’ The words were hesitant, but somehow Morrígan had the feeling that wasn’t due to anything directly related to herself. In fact, the woman had looked away when responding, a sign that she was hiding something – but nothing about the woman’s actions made Morrígan think that there was any ill intent behind them. Silence passed between the two for a few moments, before the warrior woman spoke a

The last of the wolves exploded, leaving Morrígan alone save for the approaching armoured woman. Turning to face her, she brought her halberd down and directed towards the approaching player, her face stoic as she prepared herself for another fight, should it come to that. Cautiously, keeping her eyes on the woman’s motions, she called out in a voice that was far less welcoming than it could’ve been. ’Stop right there if you know what’s good for you. Who are you, and why are you here? If you think you’ll find an easy kill in me after the wolves, you’re wrongly mistake.’ ’An interesting w

Her weapon tore into their sides, catching them entirely by surprise as she smashed into, and eventually through them. She made no noise as she fought, focusing instead on keeping herself moving to avoid any retaliation should any be left standing – a tactic that served her well as she felt the claws of the lone remainder passing her throat, mere centimetres from tearing into her once more. Got you. She turned to face the creature, seeing the hesitation in it as it realised its companions were gone. Alone, it seemed far less enthusiastic about the fight before it, and Morrígan question

Things were looking back, Morrígan knew that as she fell back and wiped at the place where the wolf had managed to slash her across the shoulder. She’d taken a beating as the pair behind her had snuck up, her focus on the two in front of her distracting her from the danger behind – a mistake that had cost her dearly. She’d watched in a measure of concern as the health bar dropped significantly, the wolves tearing into her literally, and her eyes watching as the damage was done. She managed to fight them off, eventually, but they avoided most of her strikes – the two rear ones falling into her

Morrígan pushed through another portion of the brush, turning to look at the other player as they confirmed their intention to take on a crafting profession following the foraging quest. She wondered if it was common for people to take one before the other, or if she’d always just assumed such a thing, before shaking her head to clear the thoughts away. It didn’t really matter in the end, she knew, whether they chose to take their crafting or gathering focus first. ’Did you hear that?’ Her head snapped up suddenly, her eyes peering into the distance as she tried to locate where the sound

The way back to town had been littered with various beastly forms, many of them seemingly waiting for her to approach them. Morrígan had managed to avoid a few, but a couple had managed to get close enough to engage her – causing her to halt and put them down before continuing onwards. It had caused severe delays towards her continued returned to a safer zone, and Morrígan was beginning to become partially frustrated by the hindrances and interruptions in her path. She stopped as another pair of wolves appeared before her, stepping into sight and blocking her path. She knew without lookin

She’d nearly leapt at his sudden mention of her name, her head snapping around as she brought the halberd back into her grip, holding it in a neared ready stance as much as the foliage around them would allow. Her eyes followed his, and as she saw the mushrooms the words that he had spoken in question after the fact suddenly registered in her mind. ’Materials? Yes, those could be used as some. They appear differently for everyone, tailored towards your profession, or whatever purpose the system seems to align with your mental awareness of what could be useful in crafting items.’ She opene

The sunshine was welcoming as Morrígan stepped out of the tunnels, leaving behind the dank, dark of the subterranean areas that she had passed through for the quest. Even the air smelt better here, although Morrígan wondered if that wasn’t just her mind telling her that the outside was better than the inside she had escaped. Whether or not it was entirely psychological, she felt better being out of the darkness and back underneath the false sun of the first floor – a feeling that was clearly shared by Phantom, as the raven took to the skies with an excited cry. I guess neither one of us

The man had become emotional; slight in appearance, but enough that Morrígan could pick up on it. The scene before her softened her only slightly, her outwardly appearance remaining as professional as it had been the entire time the two had been together. She felt for him, for his loss, but she wouldn’t let it weaken the demeanour that she held when facing those beyond her closest friends. ’Apologies, I don’t remember him specifically. That isn’t to say we haven’t crossed paths, simply that he didn’t interact directly with myself. He may have been in attendance any number of times; there

Retracing her steps was easy enough, even without the guidance of Phantom. The raven had taken flight again as it became clear they were making their way back out of the tunnel, and although Morrígan kept an eye on both the companion, and her surroundings, she’d taken time to consider everything that had come with the completion of the deciphering. She hadn’t lied, she’d felt a measure of exhaustion following the completion of the decipher – but there had also been a frustration at the obvious not simply falling before her; the learning that she would have to do more work to obtain the answers

Morrígan stared the deciphered message, her eyes scanning over it twice as she tried to take in the entirety of the message and understand what it all meant. The tablet had, following her translation, transition itself to mimic the verbiage noted on her own digital screen, confirming to her that she had completed the deciphering of the message – and in turn, this aspect of the quest. ’What the fuck.’ The words came out as a growl, startling Phantom whom had never heard Morrígan swear before; her demeanour entirely broken as she reviewed the message on the tablet once more, assuming she h

’ If seeking power, wisdom and resilience, find ye those which embody nature’s graces: The fiercest of beasts with unmatched strength; a sentinel to the afterlife bound by the Stygian river; a wise and wily water-borne predator; the unmoved titan who is callous and free; a sly shadow high in the branches of the forest; and lastly, that which prowls and safeguards the sky.’ Morrígan tilted her head as she stared at the words, trying to make sense of them. There was only a part of a single sentence left, but she’d found herself distracted by the main body of it all. Something about it felt famil

Her spring of luck flashed before her as the pieces began to flow together. Morrígan’s hands moved quickly as she strove to write down everything that came to mind. She could see the words coming into existence as she continued working through each piece; the more she deciphered, the faster they came to her. ’If…seeking power…wisdom and…resilience? That seems right, I think. Find…ye? Who says ye? Is this some pirate quest?’ She shook her head, knowing that the translation was likely correct, but wondering at the terminology that was making itself known before her eyes. She knew that there

Realigning herself paid off as Morrígan spotted the error she had made originally, noticing the way in which she had shifted slightly too far along the ciphering, and misinterpreting the conceptual connection between the two. She re-arranged her original error in order to incorporate her new findings, smiling as the words came together in a slightly more logical sense. ’And if that is an e, then this…yeah, that makes a bit more…at least it’s somewhat more legible now. I just need to figure out what these are, and then I’m making some real headway on this.’ She mumbled to herself as she ad

Morrígan erased the notes that she had been working on the last few moments, a swish of her hand in aggravation and annoyance the only outward sign of her pure frustration at the task. She’d realised an error in her work, which caused doubt and plausible errors in everything that came after, meaning that she was reduced back to a point she had been prior to the original findings. Well, that was an entire waste. I can’t believe I did something as trivial as mixing up those two combinations. She scolded herself as she closed her eyes, knowing that she needed a few moments of respite from th

The simple act of carrying over the cipher to her own notations had helped Morrígan immensely, and as she glanced at the information before her once more, she began to see the connections between the two different pieces of writing. A slight smile came to her, and she focused on trying to break apart the individual pieces of each word, to bring more meaning to them even as she fought to translate the item into something more legible. ’If this really is another language, it may not hold the same linguistical rules as our own forms of communication, which means I’ll have to ignore some obvi

The growl that escaped her was unlike any of the formal teachings she’d received throughout her life. Morrígan glared at the cipher, trying to determine exactly what foundations it was built upon, and how to best apply it to the task at hand. She’d managed to – barely, if she was being entirely candid – make a small start on the information provided to her, but she found herself becoming more and more frustrated as the translations continued to evade her. ’Well, this one looks like it goes here…which means it would match this, but then this would actually be…’ She passed between tablet an

06/01/2025 Rank 2 Tailor | 25/39 EXP Crafting Buffs Custom Ambition Tool [Crafting Tool. Effect: Gain +1 bonus crafting EXP for each crafting attempt.] ID CD LD Result EXP 1 239789 [3+0] = 3 15 Fail (-1 Material) +2 EXP 2 239790 [3+0] = 3 13 Fail (-1 Material) +2 EXP 3 239791 [11+0] = 11

Intelligent. That makes him dangerous, but not necessarily to me. Morrígan dug the fore of her foot into the ground slightly at the sudden interrogation that she had undergone. She’d been careful not to display her real side to the world of Aincrad – as much as she could, at least. She was more than aware that her demeanour and behaviours were well beyond the normalcy of the players around here, saved only through the fact that many were roleplayers, and dismissed her as nothing more than someone carrying out a character. Freyd had seen through that, however. ’Soiress. I do not miss tho