[F15-PP-PT] Twisted Sisters

[Nisahime 0]

Nisa would look to the girl as she'd just begin to spout off in a consistent dribble. "And whose fault is that?" the girl would hoist a bag of flour up to her right shoulder, as her appearance would take to her travel attire. "Simpler yes, better? Nope." The girl would turn and make movements for the door, offering a wave to Alissa before opening up to reveal the sunshine. "Tell me Freya, how many times were you almost eaten by a dragon in your old life? How much did you really have to worry about?" She'd adjust the bag of flour before walking down the set of stairs that held up the entryway. "Somewhere along the way, humans have accepted simplicity and convenience so much that the moment its offered to them they will gladly trade their lives for it. Stupid."

Down into the pathways that cut the fields of Deepedge. "Life is about difficulty and overcoming that difficulty, I should know. Yet in here, on this fake version of reality that is neither what it was originally nor where you are from their are so many restrictions set in place you can hardly take 10 steps without running into one. You know why?" the woman would plug, asking her rhetorical statement and letting it sink in. "Because, my dear daughter of sorrow. There is one thing the man is contesting with, a very rule of existence he has yet to best. Free Will. It is what threatens his throne and his crown every day. Embrace hardship, embrace experience."

Turning and pushing the sack of flour onto Freya's shoulder and tapping it twice for good measure to insure it was digging in to her body. "Life is pain, and success in equal measures. Just like a cooking recipe. So stop with the pity party. It doesn't look good on you, and I am far too old to get moody like you do. Also its probably best if you murmur my true name as little as possible, the mega dork is likely listening carefully. Remember I am a wanted criminal now."

[Freya 0]

Holding the sack of flour on her shoulder that the woman force on her. Everything that Nisa had said was so true it almost hurt. Stopping for a moment to take the others out of her inventory. If Freya wanted to make this experience as real as possible there could be no short cuts, it was all or nothing. Heaving those bags over both shoulders now, pain could not be felt here but exhaustion could. That would be her reminder that she was still alive, that she was still Freya. Walking through the streets of Deepedge, people were staring at her. The girl would walk with a smile painted across her face. The pure thought of going through this game and ending at the finish line knowing that she made herself a better person was enough. "Sorry about the name change," saying as they walk side by side to the warp gate.

By the time they got to the Guild Hall Freya was huffing heavily. Struggling to open the door but manages eventually. Heading straight for the table that was littered with papers. It seemed whoever was here last didn't clean up their mess. Setting the bags next to the chair that she frequented, walking toward the kitchen. Brewing a cup of coffee, she would need to replenish her energy if she was going to be carrying those bags everywhere they went. A few minutes later Freya comes out with a mug sitting at her chair. Taking a sip followed by a deep breath. "Raidou documents everything and has explored damn near every floor," saying as she starts scrapping though the papers.

These papers were listed by each floor. On those floors the towns and settlement that reside. With that also listed what plants, veggies, fruits, and spices in detail descriptions of where they could be found and how. Getting a blank piece of paper, "it looks like on floor 16 the black tea leaves can be found near Atalina, and..." brushing though a few more notes, "On floor 21 yeast. It says that it can be scraped off Fungi, leaves or dead bark, but Fungus grows regularly here." Perusing more documents, "Fresh water can be found in lake loads on floor 2, the Crystal caves." Writing this down on the blank sheet, Freya collects all the paper into a nice neat pile. Looking to the woman as she gets up and takes another sip of that coffee. Taking the glass back to the kitchen, setting it in the sink. "If all those places are suitable then we will head to Atalina first, if not feel free to look through but Raidou seems to write down the best locations for these types of things," calling from the other room. Grabbing a small knife and some large jars for the water. Returning to the table, putting the paper in her pocket and starts to pick up the bags again.

Thread Closure:
9280 Word Count

Nisahime
[Word Count: 9280/10 = 928] * [True Tier: 6] * [Group Factor: 0.7]* [Exp Bonus: 0.06] = 4131 EXP
Laurel Wreath: 619 col (Sending to Simmone)
1 Mon
1 Guild Token

Freya
[Word Count: 9280/10 = 928] * [True Tier: 9] * [Group Factor: 0.7]* [Exp Bonus: 0.06] = 6197 EXP
Laurel Wreath: 929+400 (Page)=1329 col (Sending to Simmone)
1 Mon
1 Guild Token (Sending to Simmone)

Simmone (Treasurer)
1329 col (Freya)+619 col (Nisahime)=1948 Col Total
1 Guild Token (Freya)

Edited October 12 by Freya