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Freyd Aspirations (Appraiser, Rank 5)
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Patio.thumb.jpeg.6bc021e2d8e2034305a78cd211901ded.jpegTen thousand souls set adrift in a nightmare, given naught but loose direction and the promise that deviation, failure or mere circumstances promise death. Hope is their most precious commodity, after each other.  Both are lessons that too many have forgotten.  Recently relocated from the back lot of desolate monastery ruins on the outer edges of Angel's Point, Freyd purchased the modest timber frame building on the western side of Urbus.  A small courtyard patio lined with tables and comfortable benches offers fantastic vistas with natural landscapes weaving stunning views as mists play off the distant plateaus, even as far away as the High Fields of Crossing.  A small buffet sits off to the side, modest in scale, its stock free for the taking and never neglected.  Delicacies from every corner of the floating castle can be found here, changing with the seasons and often indicative of the owner's latest foray.  Small offering bowls and feeders dot the area, marking the influence and appreciation of a certain green-haired nature lover without whom he could not have survived his own crucible.

Where Freyd Edges was a place to hide in the most secluded outskirts of their digital existence, this new locale embodies its keeper's commitment to restore and sustain the flagging spirits of those struggling against Aincrad's persistent malaise.  A long and hard fought lesson, taken to newly-minted heart. It is less a shop and better considered a refuge for the forlorn.  Passing through the neatly trimmed and detailed wood joinery, a hodgepodge architectural style is deliberately synthesized to provide all who approach it a hint of nostalgic familiarity.  The interior is strewn with knick-knacks, overflowing bookshelves, wondrous whirling doo-dads and other miscellaneous treasures gathered from every corner of the world.  Most are inexplicable in their nature, having either never been identified, or defying every attempt to do so; the latter earning a special prestige. Contrasting his material past, interest in goods, here, is secondary.  This place is for people first, and all are welcome.  They have become Freyd's focus, scrutinizing them and their afflictions in order to help keep those able in the fight, or at least away from despair.

Coffee mixed with vanilla wafts throughout in perpetuity, soothing nerves and calming troubled souls alike.  A fresh pot with every imaginable fixing and flavour shot is always on offering.  An eclectic assortment of players are nearly always present, some heartily retelling tales of their latest excursions, others browsing, and a more sullen few seeking solace in privacy without all the perils of solitude.  Mementos of Freyd's travels and adventures mix with everything else, some with loosely scrawled names and explanations, but most left to the observers imagination to decipher.  

Last, but most important is a small shaded nook by the hearth, formed of cemented sandstones from the outskirts of Fortaleza.  An ether-filled small white porcelain bowl is always laid out before it, occasionally revealing glimpses of a name inscribed upon its bottom: 'Persistence'.

Services (a.k.a. Identifications and Re-rolls)

(Uniques on BD 10 & CD 7+; including +1 CD tool)

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Cash Conversions (a.k.a. Junking)

Items may be junked at no cost.  Unidentified items may also be sold to the proprietor at junk prices.

Materia Extraction (a.k.a. Mystic Essence)

Items with unique properties can be broken down for mystic essence at no cost, though Cardinal restricts the usage this material to appraisers.  Freyd offers to pay 20,000 col per unique enhancement for anyone wishing to dispose of such items, rather than having them lost to the void.

 

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Katoka nervously entered the shop, announcing herself as she entered, "H-Hello? Freyd? I uh, came by to look at that trinket you were telling me about." she entered the shop and began to look around at the various odds and ends on the shelves. She was impressed with the stock and would definitely be back to purchase some must haves and she had the necessary col. "I believe it was a rabbit's foot or something like that?" she said again not really turning around to look for him as she continued to look at the crystals and bags that dotted the walls.

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A squat, stocky-looking woman in her late twenties popped up from behind a nearby set of partially-assembled cabinets.

"Eh?  Who?"  She had a fierce demeanor reinforced by stern green eyes beneath tightly braided blond hair.  Her apron was covered in dust and dirt from hearty and fastidious work.

"Oh!  You must be Katoka.  Freyd said you'd be by."  Her mood changed as suddenly as the wind, and suddenly became chipper and bright when she saw their first customer arrive.  She reached under the counter, rummaging about, throwing odds and ends all over the place in the process.  Katoka could easily guess why it might have taken Freyd so long to get this place open.  "DINGO!  Where's the thing, ...you know... fer' the lady!"

A scrawny-looking boy fell out of the loft with fright, slightly younger by his appearance.  "Quip!  You nearly scared me half to death!"

"Lunch scares you half to death, most days!  Where's the thing?!"

"It's in the workshop.  Give me a minute."   He wandered out of sight behind reinforced piles of clutter.  Quip smiled cheerily, making idle chit-chat while they waited.

"Here!  Got it."  He returned bearing a small, neatly wrapped package and handed it to Katoka.  The card attached read: On the house.  Best of luck.  -Freyd

Quip seemed thoroughly unimpressed by her boss' charity, her mirth fading the moment she saw the note and quickly replaced by a grimace.  "I don't suppose you also need a teleport crystal, or sumthin?"

@Katoka receives:

Rabbit’s Foot (T1 Perfect Trinket – ACC 2, LD 1)
Acquisition ID: #155937 | Identification ID: #159800, 159801, 159802
A small white rabbit’s foot with silver claws, said to bring good fortune to those who hunt elusive quarry.

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So this is Freyd's shop, eh? Looks a bit...run down. The decor seemed a bit out-of-place for his personality. Then again, she didn't really know what she'd been expecting. Something more, plain, maybe? Elora made her way into the establishment and began to look for her friend. He didn't seem to be around. In the meantime, I guess I'll just take a look around. She began to prod at some of the crafted knickknack on the shelves, accidentally knocking a few over and haphazardly having to catch them. "Huh? What's this?", a specific item gleamed, catching her attention. She interacted with it, prompting a description to appear:

Spyglass – (@ 880 col)
Item Type: Consumable [3 Charges]
Effect: Use to reduce the number of posts required to search for a dungeon or familiar by 5 posts. Effect lasts for one thread. Item is destroyed once all charges have been used.

"Thaaat, could be useful" She lifted up the item to hold it, But, where do I go to pay for it?

@Freyd - The Whisper in Shadows

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"Oi!  No man-handling the goods, lady!"  a short, stocky-looking woman with thick, braided blond hair and bright green eyes wandered over, appearing from beneath one of the other tables.  "Ye wouldn't be Elworra, would ye?"  She pointed at her green hair and elfin ears.  "Freyd said ye might come around at some point, and that I wus to look after ya."  She grasped Elora's hand and shook it vigorously, nearly knocking the spyglass out of her other hand.  

"Ooo... careful, dearie.  Ye break it, ye bought it, eh?"  She winked at her, wiping her hand on her badly soiled apron notably after their handshake.  "I'm Quip.  This here's Dingo."  She grabbed a nearby broom, slamming it with surprising strength on the loft above them.  A startled yelp was heard above, just as a scrawny, brown-haired youth came crashing down into an adjacent hay bale.  

"Whatdya do that fer?"  He rubbed his eyes as if warding off sleep, or possibly urge it to return.  He had the same green eyes as Quip, suggesting that they might be kin. 

"Over here, lassie, and we'll get to business."  Quip's cheerful demeanor shone through, but Elora could see heavy careworn lines around her eyes.  Both of them notably had green icons over their heads, denoting their status as players.

@Elora

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Walking into the shop, she was tired of having to go to so many other stores just to get her work done. In any case, she would be needing special items for finding a familiar. One of such things was a spyglass. It was supposed to make the chances of finding such familiars increase by using it or something. She didn't know the whole nitty gritty, but whatever.

Walking up to the counter, she threw down the col in the exact amount and looked to the shop keep quietly. "I need a spy glass please." She said, folding her arms across her chest.

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Hearing that Freyd had a shop, Ruler didn't waste any time after her Earning a Living quest coming to him for a necessary item to level up in her craft faster. If she wanted to catch up to others that were already max rank crafters, then she would need everything to help her get there faster. She walked in to the shop and looked around for the item in question, a custom ambition tool. When she finally found it, she approached her guildmate behind the counter and placed there. "Good day, Freyd. This is all I will be needing for today. I just unlocked the Blacksmithing Skill and I need to level it up."

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Angel's Point. NIGHT could barely scratch the thought of making her way over to Demon's End with how close she was to the site. It was that and the urge to take on another rider of the apocalypse, to chip away at a quest's uncertainties and muddied details... But she came to the thirteenth for a different reason today, so she should get on with her business before possibly flitting to another personal excursion.

Freyd's store was a little tough to find -- the man wasn't present in the building, after all, two other players were instead. And whilst she'd expected less variety of merchandise from the newbie, she was pleasantly surprised to see his shelves stocked with all that she needed.

"Blank tier 3 maps and water canisters," she said, tossing a pouch of col onto the counter. "That's all."

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There'd been multiple equipment pieces on display in Freyd's shop, as far as NIGHT could recall from the last time she'd visited it. Whilst her visit had been brief the other day, she decided that another visit down to his hideout wouldn't hurt. A quick gander was all she needed, out of curiosity and interest, and there was always the slightest chance that one of the pieces would fulfill the short shopping list she'd stored away at the back of her mind.

His wares didn't seem to disappoint. Three pieces of light armor, each marked with a case of Holy Blessing. How was his customer to choose? At the end of the day, NIGHT walked out with two of the pieces, plus an extra little trinket to boot.

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Junking Trash: (99,150 col & 130 Merchant EXP)

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T1 Armor (3 Rare, 2 Perfect)

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T2 Armor (6 Rare, 5 Perfect)

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T3 Armor (10 Perfect)

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T1 Weapons (1 Uncommon, 1 Rare)

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T2 Weapons (3 Rare, 11 Perfect)

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T3 Weapons (6 Rare)

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T1 Trinkets (6 Rare)

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T2 Trinkets (12 Rare, 2 Perfect)

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T3 Trinkets (2 Rare, 7 Perfect)

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Holy crap on a cracker. Oscar couldn't remember the last time he'd ever been this inundated with unidentified equipment. It was far too much for him to offload on a single merchant. He would need to expand his network if he hoped to do anything with the sheer volume of equipment that had landed in his lap. Luckily ol' Freyd wasn't the only one able to gather intel. Oscar would have loved to pretend that he'd been all cloak and dagger with it. But honestly, it was just that it was super hard to hide a brand new merchant shop just appearing from thin air on Floor 13. As to how Oscar knew it was Freyd's? He didn't really. But for the purposes of word count, I'm just tryna get to my value here dawg.

The door swung open as Oscar carried in a large pile of armors of various shapes and sizes. They all looked nondescript, as if their unknown enhancements are what gave them their flavor. He slapped those puppies down on the counter with a grunt. Following that, Oscar dropped a sack of Col next to it and leaned against the wall while he caught his breath? Why had he lugged that stuff all the way here instead of keeping it in his inventory? Because he was a dumb dummy.

30,000 Col Transferred to Freyd

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A stout, ornery looking woman with blonde hair and green eyes approached the counter.  She looked at the stack of gear with a practical eye and nodded to acknowledge the request, touching the bag to absorb it into the shop's coffers.  She grunted back at Oscar, telling him it might take a few minutes.

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"Aye!  We've been through yer junk and found, well... it's all junk.  Sorry pal, no earth-shattering discoveries this time around.  Per your instructions, we've liquidated the lot."  She seemed like a fiesty lass, yet completely oblivious to the double entendre in her statement.  A UI reminder window popped up beside her head, causing her eyes to roll upward before she continued in a robotic, monotone voice that clearly expressed her disinterest in its contest.

"We regret that today's round of identification did not yield the results you were seeking.  We appreciate your business.  Please come again."  She'd barely finished reading the message before she tore towards the workshop in the back screaming at her co-worker.  "Dingo!  I told ya ter get rid of them damnable reminders!  Now git to it, or yer mannin' the counter for the next week!"

@Oscar

Eval results: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19579-freyds-evaluations/?do=findComment&comment=621653

 

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 Astralin would soon realize it would be more difficult to find a merchant shop than she first expected. Whatever the case, it wasn't stopping her, and she was going to get herself some essential preparations, on the off chance that things would ever go from bad to worse. Floor after floor, she looked around the safe zones, seeking out a place that could potentially have one. Eventually, she stumbled upon a place with a bit of an unusual setup. She would look around the area, and figure out that this was indeed a merchant shop that was open, despite the appearance suggesting otherwise at first glance. She would look around for what she needed, then walk over to the counter to make the purchases. "I'd like to purchase these two items here." She said as she placed both the items she was purchasing, and a sack of col covering the costs, onto the counter.

-Purchased Teleport Crystal and Immolation Potion, paid total cost of  1230 col to @Freyd - The Whisper in Shadows

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In need of a teleport Crystal again, due to having ran out, Dazia made her way over to various merchant shops, only to find that they were not open at this time. However, she would eventually stumble upon a different kind of mercantile setup when her search brought her to floor thirteen. It was definitely an odd sort, and it was manned by two people, it seemed. Whether or not there was another, that had yet to be seen. Whatever the case, Dazia needed to get straight to business. Get in, purchase the teleport crystal, get out. Simple as that.She would find a teleport crystal, bring it over to the counter, and place it on the counter, along with a sack of col to pay for it. "I'll be purchasing this teleport crystal."

-Purchased Teleport Crystal, sent payment of 880 col to @Freyd - The Whisper in Shadows

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Guess who's back, back again. Guess who's back, tell a friend.

It's Oscar. Oscar was back. Despite his better judgement. But the allure of the slots was just too powerful. The clarion call of gambling away his hard-earned Col and loot threatened to drive him mad. An endless treadmill, ceaseless quest for loot. There was no endgame. Just amassing the most rare shit he could hope to find. He had another pile of armor and weapons to that were slapped on the counter. Beside it, another bag of Col. Part to cover the costs to identify and the other to pay the Merchant for their time. "You'd think I'd be about done by now, but I'm not. We're not even close to running me out of equipment to ID."
 

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Identification results can be found here:  http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19579-freyds-evaluations/?do=findComment&comment=622578

Thank you for your business @Oscar

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A sharp female voice can be heard in the background.  "Why do these always smell like hot dog water?!"  It is promptly followed by the sound of a trash bin being emptied, followed by something akin to the horrid grind of a wood chipper-shredder.  The last thing that can be heard is the cranking of an arm followed by the distant clatter of a deluge of coins.

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"OH YOU THOUGHT I WAS DONE?!" The fury in Oscar's voice was palapable as he kicked in the door. He dropped another pile of gear and another sack of Col on the counter and looked over the weapons that had been waiting on him. He hefted the Two-Handed Straight Sword and looked it over. Nice enhancements, but it was a Two-Handed Straight Sword. Fucking. Ew. "Boss man can keep this one," he said as he sheathed it and slid it back across the countertop. Oscar added the other two to his inventory and gestured to the pile he'd brought with him. "I can do this all day dawg."

 

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Vera skimmed the prerequisites of the quest she aimed to take next. For a lack of better words, it was an absolute drag. With her power amounting to the might of an inanimate peanut, she was useless beyond words. If there was any hope of putting food on the table, she had to get creative. Picking herbs as a main source of income was decent enough to get by, but she needed the extra shove. The redhead stepped into the shop and pushed her hood off her shoulders. The light was practically scorching her eyes here. She squinted and rubbed her eyes.

A shelf of mysterious tonics and potions caught her eye. A quick skim of them and her attention landed on a particular jar, a red viscous solution with a glowing essence of fire collected at the bottom. This was exactly what she needed! Vera made her way over to the counter and cleared her throat. "May I have two of those?" She gestured at the bottle in name.

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Immolation Potion – (@ 350 col) x 2
Item Type: Potion
Effect: When used, successful non-critical attacks against you deal 10 unmitigated damage to the attacking enemy. Effect lasts for one thread.

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