[F1-PP] Nothing Forgotten (Fourth Lessons)

[Celeste 1]

The boat sways as Ol' Pete continues to paddle further on the lake, a uneasy silence between them both as it traveled. Eyeballing the rather out of place pole held limply in her left hand. A shift causes her hair to pour across her left shoulder as she gets up from the lean on the boats rim. A jerk sends the hook and sinker to the waves, never thought that she'd be the type to fish. As it would seem, a lot of quests required her to use skills she never wished to just to complete them. That was the nature of the game, but Celeste just wanted to hit things. Why she had to beat around the subject with weird mechanics was beyond her. A soft sigh as it plops into the waves and begins to sink. Mere seconds pass as the line whispers away, the line going deeper and deeper. Before the rod bends in half under duress. Celeste perks up in an instant and latches her right above her left. It was heavy.

ID# 182804 results: Craft: 7 (Swordfish Caught!)

Celeste | HP:300/300 | EN:30/30 | DMG:10 | MIT:18 | EVA:1 | ACC:3 | BLD:12

Spoiler

Celeste - The Crimson Tide
Level: 15
HP: 300/300
EN: 30/30

Stats:
Damage: 10
Mitigation: 18
Evasion: 1
Accuracy: 3
BLD:12

Equipped Gear:
Weapon: Adrenaline Billhook [T1/2HBA/Perfect] - Damage 2, Bleed 1
Armor: Red Woven Wave - Stampede [T1/Light Armor/Perfect]: Mitigation 2, Evasion 1
Misc: Platinum Buckle [T1/Trinket/Perfect]: Accuracy 3

Skills:
Two Handed Battle Axe [Rank 4]

Extra Skills:
Familiar Fighter (R1)
Concentration
Meditation (Untrained)

Battle Ready Inventory:
Raspberry Smoothie [T1/Dessert/Perfect] - Loot Dice 3 *1
Immolation [T1/Unique] - Thorns 10*1

 

Edited February 11, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

In a blinding tear of her axe, she lops clean the head off of the sword-fish as it floundered against the side of the boat. With quick thinking as the carcass threatened to slink off the side back into the lake, Celeste grabs a handful of scales and a single flipper and handles it into the tiny vessel. The whole thing shifts and begins to rock under the weight. Ol' Pete offers a heavy smile, not only had the thing been caught but his boat had sustained no damage. A pleasant change of pace to the usual. 15 minutes later they reach and toss anchor, Celeste was the first off with a skip. "Look here you!" Ol' Pete barks in jest, making her turn before shoving a meal into her hands. "Good goin' ya creatin, make yourself scarce!" he waves her away, with a grin on his face eyeing the huge corpse that would be good eatin'

Torque Wave [x5], -5 EN, Concentration Activated {+1 Accuracy), Concentration CD [0/3]

ID# 182805 results: Battle: 7+3+1=11, Hit vs. Sword-Fish dealing 10x5=50 DMG

Players:
Celeste | HP:300/300 | EN:25/30 | DMG:10 | MIT:18 | EVA:1 | ACC:3 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Sword-Fish | HP:35/35 | DMG:(50/5)

Edited February 11, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

Celeste Moves to Floor 12

Concentration CD [1/3]

Back to the familiar bog that was Floor 12, the town of Lazaro and its strange highways of water. Boats bouncing around in the afternoon sun, tapping softly against some of the stone that anchored them. Celeste hops from the gate and moves out into the main section of the floor, there wasn't much to be had in the way of riches within the safe zone. Nope, she'd need to bash in some more snake people, or some other crap if she wanted something to line her pockets. Celeste was no stranger to combat and was even less a stranger to violence to get what she wanted. A peel of her hands up and a burn of red takes the steel. One broad stroke catches two as soon as they realize she was there, an echo from the blow rings out like thunder off the walls of the city like the crack of a whip.

Ordinal Cleave [x8], -12 EN (8 + 4 [2 Targets Struck])

ID# 182813 results: Battle: 9, Minor Critical [+1 DMG] vs. Snake Man dealing 11x8=88 DMG and applying BLD 12/2
MOB: 6-1=5, Missed vs. Celeste!

ID# 182814 results: Battle: 9, Minor Critical [+1 DMG] vs. Snake Woman dealing 11x8=88 DMG and applying BLD 12/2
MOB: 6-1=5, Missed vs. Celeste!

Players:
Celeste | HP:300/300 | EN:14/30 | DMG:10 | MIT:18 | EVA:1 | ACC:3 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Snake Man | HP:60/160 | DMG:45 [BLD:12/1]
Snake Woman | HP:60/160 | DMG:45 [BLD:12/1]

Edited February 11, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

Concentration CD [2/3]

Another swing slices the male in two halves, who flounders and drops. It explodes into data, the female of the two seems horrified and becomes more aggressive out of nowhere it seemed. But it was her lover just struck down by the red headed girl. With anger, the thing leaps and dumps a spear through Celeste's left shoulder which was exposed. It punches through clean despite the woman's armor. Celeste recoils and latches her hand around the shaft piercing her frame, offering a chilled smile to the opponent. This was what she was after, these heated exchanges where shit got interesting. If they died with no resistance it was hardly any fun. A high pitch whir of her billhook shows her intention to follow up and claim this one's head as well. A push of her frame forward, digging it even further and widening that hole just that much more.

Trample Act [x6], -8 EN (6 + 2 [1 Targets Struck])

ID# 182815 results: Battle: 5+3=8, Hit vs. Snake Man dealing 10x6=60 DMG
ID# 182816 results: Battle: 1, Critical Miss vs. Snake Woman!
MOB: 8-1=7, Hit vs. Celeste dealing 45-18=27 DMG

Loot Roll:
ID# 182817 results: Craft: 8, Loot: 7

Players:
Celeste | HP:273/300 | EN:7/30 | DMG:10 | MIT:18 | EVA:1 | ACC:3 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Snake Man | HP:60/160 | DMG:45 [BLD:12/1]
Snake Woman | HP:48/160 | DMG:45

Total Loot:
960*Col
2*T2 Materials
T2 Rare Trinket #182817a

Edited February 12, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

Concentration Refreshed!

The spear in her arm punctures and widens the wound as she forces it through herself, moving closer to the wielder of the skewer. Celeste wanted to close the gap, and with the weapon already held in her shoulder, it wouldn't be moving easily. A spray of red from her back as she rides down the line that connected them both, a sinister scowl and unsettling smile plastered to her face. Celeste was becoming accustomed to just how much punishment she could take and how much she could abuse that health pool, making the choice to sustain damage on purpose to trap her enemy was a gambit and made her blood pump. The notification sound of her taking damage kept on ringing, as she drug her own skin down the length of the rod. It would all be over, and like this, the target could hardly put up any resistance as it hissed.

Torque Wave [x5], -5 EN

ID# 182818 results: Battle: 1
MOB: 9, Minor Critical vs. Celeste dealing 46-18=28 DMG

Players:
Celeste | HP:245/300 | EN:6/30 | DMG:10 | MIT:18 | EVA:1 | ACC:3 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Snake Woman | HP:48/160 | DMG:45

Edited February 12, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

Releasing the spear and clutching her axe with both hands, she had the opponent right where she wanted her. Dumping the full force of her billhook into the creature's waist causes it to fall limp. The top half still held the lance, a widening eye showing that it was surprised by the girl's tenacity as it was reduced to nothing. The carcass vanishes as Celeste rips clean the polearm tossing it with a spray crimson, into a pool of water before it vanishes as well. "That it, pathetic." Celeste quips to the destroyed beast, a ring of her health beginning to trickle back in with combat finished. A nice yield, and a tapped out energy. It was what she was beginning to learn as an actuality, that she'd be emptied out on the regular after every fight. But it was all too fun tearing things to pieces like she was starting to become capable of doing.

Torque Wave [x5], -5 EN, Concentration Activated {+1 Accuracy), Concentration CD [0/3]

ID# 182819 results: Battle: 3+3+1=7, Hit vs. Snake Woman dealing 10x5=50 DMG

Loot Roll:
ID# 182820 results: Craft: 5, Loot: 20

Players:
Celeste | HP:245/300 | EN:7/30 | DMG:10 | MIT:18 | EVA:1 | ACC:3 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Snake Woman | HP:48/160 | DMG:45

Total Loot:
1760*Col
4*T2 Materials
T2 Rare Trinket #182817a
T2 Perfect Armor/Shield #182820a
T2 Perfect Trinket #182820b

Edited February 12, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

OOC EN REGEN [1/3], +10 HP, Concentration CD [1/3]

A shift of her arms forces the cleaver to be stored away, she knew that she needed to take the cardinal mandated break period. Her stamina was still way too paltry for her tastes, combat never lasting more than a few brief seconds then taking minutes for her to do it again. Through the semi-familiar scenery of floor 12, she slides further out from the walls of the settlement. Leaving the safe zone behind as her heels connect with varied ponds and pools of water in sloshy slaps. The last time she was here she got attacked by a fuckin' ghost, fun but not quite rewarding enough. She'd use this time between to pick out another target. Who knew what else was present on this floor, maybe she'd find whatever made those claw marks on the trees. Surely that thing would put up a fight right? The thought was intriguing and she struggled to not rush ahead.

ID# 182821 results: Loot: 6, Failure!

Edited February 12, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

OOC EN REGEN [2/3], +10 HP, Concentration CD [2/3]

The trees began to thin out, as she found a much larger pool of this algae filled crap that littered the place. Long cat tails bunched near its parameter, perhaps it was deep enough to hold fish or some crap. Celeste eyed the water, simply out of curiosity with an intense stare as her eyes narrowed. The girl was hesitant to believe that the bear or whatever could be here, but maybe some fish monsters or something loomed below these waves. A slight orange sky was beginning to build above her, signifying dwindling sunlight. Celeste shrugs, finding a drypoint and planting her ass against one rotted out and moss covered willow tree. No use running around completely tapped, this was a fair enough spot to rest and maybe she could coax out something to hit once she could take a swing. A soft exhale from the girl as she takes a load off.

ID# 182822 results: Loot: 12, Failure!

Edited February 12, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

OOC EN REGEN Triggered: Full EN Restore!, +10 HP, Concentration Refreshed

Taking a mental recount of what she'd earned so far, she moves around menus and checks her gained resources still highlighted with a blue Look at this shit marker which was typical in these sort of games. Through the opacity of her screen, Celeste spots something sitting at her side. "Huh." Celeste offers in a bit of confusion, go figure she'd almost sit on something. It was some weird old dusty looking book. "Hmm, wonder if I can sell it?" The red head quips eying its cover and brushing off some pond scum, the thing was still damp but could probably be dried out. A harsh squeal as a response to her peeling it up, as if the object held some sort of system trigger. A rising pair of fish dudes, uh Sahagian yeah those. Aquatic accented hooks in their hands, harpoons, and long fins held to their spine that follows down a long tail.

ID# 182823 results: Loot: 18, Success!
+1 T2 Material Obtained!

Edited February 12, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

Rushing right into it, leaping into the newly spawned group as they assail her with those barbed weapons. She pays back the damage 4 fold, dumping them off in an echo outward in a glide of crimson. They falter and fly from the origin of her swing, a rip of the axe up with a metallic clank as she's buried in the red light that was once their flesh. "That's more like it!" Celeste barks out at the damage sustained, loving the exchange as her crimson painted metal whirs and vibrates in her clutches. With a shift of her feet and a twist of her torso, she braces to follow suit. A burning fire held to its edge, parading off the wedged edge in tethers like seaweed beneath a tide. Not holding anything back she takes to a sprint, chasing down her struck opponents as they were still grinding to a halt like fish out of water.

Ordinal Cleave [x8], -12 EN (8 + 4 [2 Targets Struck])

ID# 182830 results: Battle: 8+3=11, Hit vs. Sahagan #1 dealing 10x8=80 DMG
MOB: 7-1=6, Hit vs. Celeste dealing 45-18=27 DMG

ID# 182831 results: Battle: 3+3=6, Hit vs. Sahagan #2 dealing 10x8=80 DMG
MOB: 7-1=6, Hit vs. Celeste dealing 45-18=27 DMG

Players:
Celeste | HP:221/300 | EN:18/30 | DMG:10 | MIT:18 | EVA:1 | ACC:3 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Sahagan #1 | HP:80/160 | DMG:45
Sahagan #2 | HP:80/160 | DMG:45

Edited February 12, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

Celeste lunges upward and impacts the ground with another broad stroke, that screams through the air. The very cleave causes the air to crackle and burn away beneath its energy. A single connection on each causes them to detonate in fractals of blue. A tap of her heels as she lands, they had been laid to waste in mere seconds. A flood of prompts follows suit, a little trickle of her energy coming back. She eyes the gage and of course, it was damn near empty again. "This shit again?" Celeste remarks at the fact that combat had only lasted barely a heartbeat, and now she needed to burn another 15 minutes twidling her damn thumbs. Her choice in weapon, effective but hell if it wasn't so damn taxing she couldn't swing it like two times before she was completely tapped. It was annoying, the girl was constantly hindered by its presence.

Ordinal Cleave [x8], -12 EN (8 + 4 [2 Targets Struck]), Concentration Activated {+1 Accuracy), Concentration CD [0/3]

ID# 182832 results: Battle: 2+3+1=6, Hit vs. Sahagan #1 dealing 10x8=80 DMG
ID# 182833 results: Battle: 3+3+1=7, Hit vs. Sahagan #2 dealing 10x8=80 DMG

Loot Rolls:
ID# 182834 results: Craft: 2, Loot: 16
ID# 182835 results: Craft: 6, Loot: 3

Players:
Celeste | HP:221/300 | EN:7/30 | DMG:10 | MIT:18 | EVA:1 | ACC:3 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Sahagan #1 | HP:80/160 | DMG:45
Sahagan #2 | HP:80/160 | DMG:45

Total Loot:
3680*Col
7*T2 Materials
T2 Rare Trinket #182817a
T2 Perfect Armor/Shield #182820a
T2 Perfect Trinket #182820b
T2 Rare Consumable #182834a
T2 Rare Weapon #182834b

Edited February 12, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

OOC EN REGEN [1/3], +10 HP, Concentration CD [1/3]

Celeste sighs in disapproval as she dismisses her axe again, looking deeper at that book she had to dump. They had interrupted her from taking a closer look, which meant to her that maybe there was some reason for it. Shifting the cover open, the first page is a batch of seaweed. No wait, she peels it off the front and flicks it away with a slap in a nearby pond. It was in some weird hieroglyphic sort of language. She brushes one with her finger and it smears into a black smudge. "Sure hope that wasn't important." Celeste quips as she rubs that finger on her clothes, painted black by the ink. A fold of it shut, the girl was convinced she wouldn't understand a lick of it anyway. A lift of it aloft sends it into her inventory so she didn't need to tode the damn thing around, a glare of crimson washes like a firework.

ID# 182854 results: Loot: 11, Failure!

Edited February 12, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

OOC EN REGEN [2/3], +10 HP, Concentration CD [2/3]

Falling out of it was a single thing like the seaweed before, and Celeste catches it on her peripheral. Kneeling down and picking it off the ground, a small green leaf. Four blossoming petals off of it, a four leaf clover. "Ha, who believes in luck anymore?" Celeste replies cynically spinning it in her fingertips as she contemplated picking one of them off and taking away its magic. A hesitance to tempt it she dismisses it with a shove of it in her left pocket. SIlently the girl hoped that maybe it would provide her some of its charms. A single step away closer to the stagnant pool of algae and filth, using a tap of her shoe to disturb its surface as she got a closer look. A dark depth glared back at her, she couldn't see the bottom through it. EIther it was super dirty or it was deep.

ID# 182865 results: Loot: 20, Success!
+1 T2 Materials Obtained!

Edited February 12, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

OOC EN REGEN Triggered: Full EN Restore, +10 HP, Concentration Refreshed!

A single fish just leaps out at her, a backhand from the girl as a form of reflex. The damn thing had scared the total shit out of her, her first instinct was to hit it. Celeste sure as hell wasn't expecting that to happen (cough neither was the writer) The girl reaches down and grabs the thing as it flounders about. With a slight lift and a slam down against the floor, it becomes limp. "Serves you right you little bastard." Celeste barks out and ushers it into her inventory, worried a bit that the thing would expire, and begin to stink up her bags. She'd have to dump it before that happened, else everything would smell like fish (giggity) a wipe of her hands on her black tights, the slimy feeling on her skin was the worst. Her hands stunk of that smell, and god forbid if she could rinse her hands in this crap. It would more than likely just make the problem worse.

ID# 182866 results: Loot: 15, Success!
+1 T2 Materials Obtained!

[Celeste 1]

Following behind the flounder was its pursuers that it was so desperate to escape. The water's surface breaks to a splash of it airborne, causing ripples to bleed outward from the disturbance. A clattering slap along the shore, long blue tail among teal-colored scales with a slick gloss. A long seafoam green fin, with spines that divide it up down the length of its back. A grumble of "Mrglwglwlg!" as it eyes the red-headed girl with intentions to claim back its meal, a partner arises and falls soon after. A smile takes her lips and a weapon appears to quickly cast up to her side hand. A lunge in an instant collides with the first, causing it to spiral off and flap on its side, casting splashes of water from small pools. It was out for the count for a bit, as Celeste eyed the other watching for that moment to drive the wedged head into its spine.

Ordinal Cleave [x8], -10 EN (8 + 2 [1 Targets Struck])

ID# 182867 results: Battle: 2+3=5, Missed vs. Sahagan #3
MOB: 8-1=7, Hit vs Celeste dealing 45-18=27 DMG

ID# 182868 results: Battle: 9, Minor Critical [+1 DMG] vs. Sahagan #4 dealing 11x8=88 DMG and applying [BLD 12/2]
MOB: 4-1=3, Missed vs Celeste

Players:
Celeste | HP:224/300 | EN:20/30 | DMG:10 | MIT:18 | EVA:1 | ACC:3 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Sahagan #3 | HP:160/160 | DMG:45
Sahagan #4 | HP:60/160 | DMG:45 [BLD 12/1]

Edited February 13, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

A quick shift of her feet, her left the dominant as she pivots her upper half. Her hair flails from the increase in speed, becoming displaced and scattered behind her shoulder. Celeste swings burning a wide glow of crimson to the tune of a high pitch whir, the air around it burning off as it permeates through it. The blow finds purchase, but to her surprise somehow the other had managed to stop her advance. Peeling back the axe with a still expiring kabob stuck to its head, she slams the dying one into the other like a makeshift club. The increase in weight proves unruly and takes her from her feet as well. A whole ass dog pile of people get flung, with a crash like a Hanna Barbara cartoon. Laying in the grouping with a look on her face that showed she was just as confused and irritated as one would expect her to be.

Ordinal Cleave [x8], -12 EN (8 + 4 [2 Targets Struck])

ID# 182869 results: Battle: 7+3=10, Hit vs. Sahagan #3 dealing 10x8=80 DMG
MOB: 10, Major Critical [+2 DMG] vs. Celeste dealing 47-18=29 DMG
ID# 182870 results: Battle: 3+3=6 Hit vs. Sahagan #4 dealing 10x8=80 DMG

Loot Roll:
ID# 182871 results: Craft: 6, Loot: 3

Players:
Celeste | HP:195/300 | EN:7/30 | DMG:10 | MIT:18 | EVA:1 | ACC:3 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Sahagan #3 | HP:80/160 | DMG:45
Sahagan #4 | HP:60/160 | DMG:45 [BLD 12/1]

Total Loot:
4480*Col
11*T2 Materials
T2 Rare Trinket #182817a
T2 Perfect Armor/Shield #182820a
T2 Perfect Trinket #182820b
T2 Rare Consumable #182834a
T2 Rare Weapon #182834b

Edited February 13, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

With a scowl on her brow as she places down a left hand on a toothed face, using it to pick her self up. The creature stirs as she shoves the diseased carcass from the tip of her weapon, using the flat of her right black leather boot to kick it free. It detonates in blue fragments, signaling it was gone. the remaining one screams out in anguish at the fallen, causing Celeste to prime on the defensive. A scrape of her weapon in a sweeping motion cuts a grove in front of her feet. A single line drawn in the murky wet patchwork grass, as the weapon disheveled it and tosses it to her left with a spin of the axe. A dump of the head off to her left side, she holds it by the lower section of the handle with her feet close together in a rather complacent looking posture.

Crimson Blood [x6], -6 EN, Concentration Activated (+1 Accuracy), Concentration CD [0/3]

ID# 182872 results: Battle: 3+3=6, Hit vs. Sahagan #3 dealing 10x6=60 DMG
MOB: 1-1=0, Missed vs. Celeste!

Players:
Celeste | HP:195/300 | EN:2/30 | DMG:10 | MIT:18 | EVA:1 | ACC:3 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Sahagan #3 | HP:20/160 | DMG:45

Edited February 13, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

Concentration CD [1/3]

The beast howls and begins to rush at her, she remains with that unwavering stance. Feet between them close to near nothing in a blink of an eye. A sinister looking perk of her lips, drawing a smile with dilated eyes that would scare the faint of heart. A high pitched whir as she uses the cleaver to backhand the beast, driving that wedge like steel into its throat right between its head and right shoulder. It slumps and is kicked off to the girl's right side with a splash, the water sprays from the force as its driven into the ground beside her. A twist and drop of her black leather heel against where the axe was placed with a stomp, causing the blue scales to turn beneath it. A satisfying jerk causes a spray of red light, before the creature becomes flickering like static and pops into shards of light. Dead as a doornail.

Smash [x2], -2 EN

ID# 182873 results: Battle: 9, Minor Critical vs Sahagan #3 dealing 11x2=22 DMG

Loot Roll:
ID# 182874 results: Craft: 3, Loot: 4

Players:
Celeste | HP:195/300 | EN:1/30 | DMG:10 | MIT:18 | EVA:1 | ACC:3 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Sahagan #3 | HP:20/160 | DMG:45

Total Loot:
5280*Col
13*T2 Materials
T2 Rare Trinket #182817a
T2 Perfect Armor/Shield #182820a
T2 Perfect Trinket #182820b
T2 Rare Consumable #182834a
T2 Rare Weapon #182834b

Edited February 13, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

OOC EN Regen [1/3], +10 HP, Concentration CD [2/3]

A turn of her hips and a slight fold of her midsection, eyeing the creature's point of destruction and savoring the win. A soft exhale with drained out energy that was common for her to experience, Celeste, becoming more used to the expenditure. A rhythmic rise of her chest in inhale to stabilize it and force it to begin to equalize. Celeste unbends and ushers dangling red locks behind her shoulders with a brush of her left hand as if this was nothing more than a trivial action. "I didn't want that shit anyway. Fuck off." The woman drops as she turns on her heel, taking toward the walls of the city. She'd played long enough and that stink was getting to her, bad smells were the one thing she couldn't stand. This whole floor was riddled with filth, convinced that a place to wash up would be a stretch.

ID# 182918 results: Loot: 6, Failure!

Edited February 13, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

OOC EN Regen [2/3], +10 HP, Concentration Refreshed!

With a toss of her axe over her shoulder, that distance closed just that much more. Eyeing her from the gate were a few players, who were reluctantly backing away in floor 12's settlement. Celeste look like she had been through hell, but no worse for wear. But unknown to her there was a grim look strapped to her face, a twisted smile accented by a bright red cut across her face. It served to dishearten those who set eyes on her and move the hell out of her path as she walked through. Jumping up to the gate of the floor, a quick peruse of the eyes locked to her and enjoying the sorrowful attentions. With a lift and tap of that grim tool across her upper back, she quips out "Floor 2, Urbus." The gate below her swells with magic, and a blink of light tears her upward in an instant. All that was left was a troublesome set of wolves to spank into oblivion.

ID# 182919 results: Loot: 7, Failure!

Quest Complete:
4*SP (1 Thread Closure, 1 Event Bonus, 2 Quest Reward)
1*Vitality Fish [T1/Unique/Consumable] (+2 EN per post for One Thread)
5680*Col (400 Closure, 5280 Dropped)
13*T2 Materials (3 Gathered, 10 Dropped)
T2 Rare Trinket #182817a
T2 Perfect Armor/Shield #182820a
T2 Perfect Trinket #182820b
T2 Rare Consumable #182834a
T2 Rare Weapon #182834b

Edited February 13, 2021 by Celeste