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[Luiniel]

	SINCE I WAS VERY YOUNG, I REALIZED I NEVER WANTED TO BE HUMAN SIZE
Saskia, open 514 The rust is real!	It had been quite some time since she had seen anyone else in the guild. Everyone seemed to be busy with something else or rather she was practically in hiding these past few weeks. During that time she had managed to figure out how to change her class, not that she disliked her previous class. There was only so much someone could do in this world as a tank when everyone else already occupied that role. After all of the missions she'd been a part of she decided what their guild was sorely lacking was a healing touch. "So this is what you do when you have more money than you can spend on yourself." she said with a laugh as she looked around. The guilds latest venture was well underway, with the purchase of the guild hall there was probably many renovations that would have to take place here. Most of the buildings in Londinium were run down and needed some repair- this one was no exception. Everywhere she turned she was just met with more wide open space. Her white robes swished around her as she moved to and fro' searching for some sort of sign of life in this place. They didn't buy the building and then go off an adventure already did they? Perhaps the rest of the guild had simply gone dark like she had. Then again the odds of that seemed to be quite low too.  "Hello?! Is anyone here?!" she shouted into the academy, hoping to get some sort of response. Bailin, Saskia, someone had to be here. While she waited she tabbed through her inventory looking at her old equipment, she definitely needed an upgrade something fierce. Perhaps in a strange new place she should have been paying attention to where she was going however. Only Luiniel could manage to fall up a flight of steps as she just proved to the emptiness that was the academy. "Buuuhhhh.." she groaned as she laid on the steps. She was unsure which was worse, the pain in her knees or the dust she just ate. Coughing loudly, a cloud of dust exploded from all around with her violent sneezing. Opening her friends list, she could see that they were somewhere nearby but the darn thing was always on the fritz lately. Instead of relying on that, Lu would summon her wolf pup companion to sniff them out. Unfortunately for the pup it too was no match for the power of the dust bunnies. Sneezing loudly, the pup rolled down to the bottom step before shaking it's head and barking happily. It seemed confused as to why she had summoned it- this was honestly the first time she had done so. Lu had no idea how to make use of a summon, micro was not her strong point which was why she didn't roll summoner.  "I guess we're alone for now friend." she said as she scooted down the steps and pet her summon. Perhaps if she did the thing she hated most someone would show up; waiting sucked.
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[Saskia]

HP 100% | MP 100%

Guardian - Cavalier - Brewer

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Glowing streams of radiant golden light flickered through the canopy of the tall oak trees that stretched across the landscape on the outskirts of Londiminium where the Royal Naval Academy stands. A distinguished military instillation built next to the shore of sparkling crystal blue waters.

Icarus trotted at a steady gait as his hooves shifted the sand underneath as his chocolate eyes captured the site of a trio of rabbits hopping about the fields and burrowing themselves in a whole on the side of a hill.

Birds sang songs as they chirped peacefully through the woods which added a greater ambiance of serenity among the landscape.

The grass was illuminated with a healthy light green hue and the clouds overhead flowed softly like a web of white cotton candy in the sky.

Saskia’s fingers curled around her horse’s reins as she took a moment to savor the atmosphere and take a soothing drink of fresh water from her flask. It was far too early to have liquor on her breath, especially when their was much to be done.

However, for now, she would pleasantly sip away in satisfaction as she gazed upon the captivating view of the rather large piece of real estate she and Bailin purchased together.

It took quite some time to fill the treasuries coffers with enough gold to be able to acquire the deed for the land. Even then, Saskia was sure that Bailin wasn’t too pleased with the property tax rate that the bank charged for such a venue. However, for the people of Vylbrand it seemed like a worthy place to invest in.

“This is a place we can build....grow...” Saskia whispered softly in an inspired tone of voice as the reflection of the academy sparkled in her eyes. Bluejays fluttered heavenward and danced through the trees as they weaved their way to be perched on a tree next to their nest to take refuge. The silver clad Guardian beckoned Icarus forth toward the academy grounds as she approached from the rear and circled around to the front entrance which was located close to the port.

Cracks on the exterior and chipped debris and cobblestone lined the outer rim of the base of the structure. Rotting pieces of wood were exposed at the top of the infrastructure. Saskia was certain that the inside might have undergone it’s fair deal of water damage from the consistent downpour this region seemed to encounter frequently.

Icarus followed the trail down to an abandoned stable which had it’s roof caved in and the rickety gate was only hanging on by the lower hinge. Some of the wooden boards were missing and others were snapped.

An old wooden post lie next to the battered animal shelter and Saskia used it to tie Icarus down as she dismounted the ivory steed and brushed her palm along his long golden mane.

“Wait right here boy..I’ll be back in a few..” Saskia whispered as she pivoted on her shiny silver heels and marched towards the arched doorway in her warrior’s raiment which consisted of her Valkyria Empress Armor Set and all it’s stunning grandeur as the pink floral stream of phoenix feathers blossomed down the edge of her right thigh. Her sharp crystalline eyes poured a commanding gaze as she pushed opened the doors that led to the main hall and proceeded to slowly walk forward, spinning around to inspect the area from all three hundred and sixty degrees.

She had a spark of motivation that perked up in the corner of her lips as she envisioned how alluring the place could look if only it had a little remodeling done. As she paced herself through the halls, she raised a curious brow at the hole in the ceiling that separated the first floor from the second. Such a discrepancy could prove to be very hazardous.

It seemed obvious what was on the list of first things to do: Make this place habitable.

Sticky green mold lined the side and the occasional vine snaked through the outer walls and spiraled out into the rotunda. As Saskia traveled deeper inside, she could hear footsteps that broke the still quiet of the residence.

Saskia tensed her fingers tightening around the hilt of her blade, Edelweiss, as she slowly crept forward. The last time she had the pleasure of inspecting this territory, she had to fend off against a mountain lion that inhabited the dark halls. It was no telling what other manner of creatures lurked within these halls.

As she followed the trail of the noise, it led upward, towards the second floor. A nervous chill snaked down Saskia’s spine as she glared intensely at the edge of the stares. She could hear a voice, someone talking to another, it seemed. ‘Has the place already been infested by squatters?’ Saskia wondered as she pressed her back around the corner, then peaked out around the edge up above.

She saw a woman with an uncanny resemblance to Luiniel, except this one was wrapped in a garb of...robes? That was odd. It really didn’t seem like Luiniel’s style, but it seemed to suit her and made one hell of a fashion statement as well. With a light squint of admiration, Saskia felt a tinge of envy overwhelm her as she always loved fashion trends and had been collecting various wardrobes of her own.

As her gaze flickered to the side, she could see a creature approaching Luiniel, it appeared to be a wolf pup that stared at her curiously. Saskia took a few cautious steps towards them with her sword at the ready. She was unable to tell if the wolf beast was a friend or foe, but she gauged by Luiniel’s reaction to it’s presence that she didn’t consider it a threat.

Saskia heaved a sigh of relief.

“And here I was thinking I’d have to chase off another group of squatters for trespassing... “ Saskia smirked with a coy smile.

“You’re quite the early bird, Lu. Since you’re here so early, maybe you can help me with cleaning this place up and actually make it livable before we start moving beds in here and enjoying the oversized beach house mansion.” Saskia chuckled.

“So what’s with the new look, trying something different?”  Saskia blinked down at the wolf. "And what's with the wolf?"

INVENTORY

EQUIPMENT: Valkyria Empress Armor Set (Lvl. 64), Edelweiss (Lvl 64), Vylbrand's Aegis (Lvl 64.)
ABILITIES USED: None.
Words: 1060
Post Theme Song: Lift The Atmosphere



TAGS: Luiniel Bailin Spades Pen Ddraig saproth Darko Lipowitz Tessia Mitsuru Kirishima Nisha Saber  Vitae lanceknight Avalon

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[Mitsuru Kirishima]

The salty ocean wind felt refreshing as it pursued its way through his silver hair and brushing the green grass like a soft caress. The outstanding view on the hill allowed him to see both the complex Saskia and Bailin had purchased as well as the magnificent shore and it's crystal clear water beating it with its waves. He caught sight of Saskia arriving just before him as well as her white, magnificent horse.
He sighed of relief, she didn't have seemed to change and still had that beautiful posture and pink hair floating in mid air. Mitsu passed his right hand and fingers through the hair of his own and breathed deeply, enjoying the wonderful weather and the wind coming in waves against his frail body. He had gone through a lot himself while he was gone, good things and bad. The worst part was, without a doubt, the fact that he hadn't been with his guild mates or friends for a long time. Not that he knew a lot of them anyways, just that he had been alone roaming the country and discovering new things.

He was wearing pure white clothing that he had crafted by himself. It had a lot of embroideries and other shapes among its design which made it unique and fashionable in its own way. The was laces on this arms to join both parts of his shirt as well as a long golden zipper from the top of his pectoral muscle to the bottom of the item. It didn't open up to anything, it was just pure design as was most of the outfit. However, even if it looked unconformable it was the complete contrary and he was enjoying that fact. He was himself wondering while crafting it if it would be unbearable to wear or not.

He started walking down the hill towards the freshly bought Guild Hall. It felt almost illegitimate to go over there since he had disappeared from sight for such a long time. Saskia might even give him a hard time for doing that and he didn't really want to explain the reasons, but he doubted it would go his way. As he walked he noticed cracks in the building and it was partly covered with climbers. Those things grew up everywhere when you stopped taking care of a building. His ember eyes fell on Icarus who was waiting near the stable, which to be honest, looked horrible and almost destroyed.

"How has that thing not fallen to pieces yet?" he murmured

Mitsu had gotten more control over his power in this game. Miasma was feared by more than one person in this world and the people responsible for it were often hated and lonely. With chance he had managed to meet people who had accepted him for what he was and what was inside of him but were they totally reliable? He shook his head as to throw away the thought.

As he walked inside the building his steps produced a distinct noise and echoed amongst the walls of the old and dilapidated building. It spread quickly and anyone could have heard those footsteps. He wasn't really preoccupied by making noise as he knew Saskia was in here as well. His eyes glanced towards the ceiling and his eyes went wide open, there was a big hole in the second level floor. That could be dangerous.

"Wait, that isn't a good reason, she could kill me without recognizing me... What if it's a haunted place..." he shivered as he muttered those words and crossed his arms close to his body.

One step after another he reached the stairs leading to the second floor. His perceived voices and not only one but two, as well as an animal which was barking. He smiled as he shook off the dust on his clothing to look good. To be honest he did care about what his guild mates thought, it was important. The silver haired boy resumed his pace and went up the staircase. After renovation, this place would be magnificent, it already had its own, old looking, unique touch. The voices became clearer as he went up and stopped as he finally encountered the beings behind the voices. He knew both of them, Luiniel and Saskia. He smiled kindly as he tilted his head on the right and said with a calm and welcoming voice:

"Hey there, it's been a long time. You two look wonderful!" and he meant it.

His right hand lifted slowly as to say "Hi" and his red eyes bounced from one to another slowly, scrutinizing their outfits and the beauty of both.

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Tags: Luiniel Saskia

[Pen Ddraig]

Pen wasn't sure how long had it been since she had heard from Saskia. Months was probably the best answer. The crimson haired guardian sat at a table in a tavern some miles from Londonium and sighed into her cup, her eyes scanned the message her shield sister had sent her. Apparently Saskia and Bailin had earned enough money to buy them a guild hall. Pen's brow raised in surprise. "Well I'll be damned." She breathed as she set her cup down. "Guess they've been busy." Pen's drink returned to her mouth and its contents emptied soon after and stifled a small burp. The guardian's green eyes scrolled over the message a few more times but no where in it did her guild mistress mention what it was. "Only coordinates?" She swore and closed the message after tagging her map with the coordinates. It was a few hours travel on foot or horseback. "God damn you, Sas." She groaned.





After pooling some of her money up, the wolf haired guardian had purchased a steed-summoning whistle. Once outside Pen called her steed, a barrel chested horse with almost bottomless dark eyes, stood ready for her to mount. The steed stood shorter than most other horses she had ridden but it had a familiar look to it that made Pen feel comfortable with. Pen's leather clad hand stroked the horse's mane and gave it a few pats on its leg before she placed one foot in the stirrup and swung into the saddle. The heavily armored woman situated herself in the saddle and checked her map once more to get a proper heading before she set out for the coordinates Saskia provided.



The following hours past slowly as Pen's mind raced with ideas of what awaited her. Vivid images of flowery gardens and towers filled her imagination. Knowing the pink haired warrior woman, Pen wouldn't put it passed her to try and make things as grand and dramatic as she could. With a swipe of her hand a interface appeared in the air before her. The large Guardian emblem stared back at her and, for the first time in a while, she felt a pain in her chest. Guilt.



Pen growled obsenities to herself as she violently manuevered her way to her friends list. With her dark green eyes hovering over the list she realized how short the lilst really was. Saskia, Bailin, Spades, Luiniel, Mitsuru, and a few others were all from her guild, Vylbrand Academy. She joined with the idea that she would be able to become a better crafter and teammate. But in reality all she's done since joining them was bash things with her shield or slice it with her sword. Her skill in creation or maintaining something were staggeringly amateurish at best.



The only other name on her list was that of Dumah Illo. A half alv swashbuckler with a taste for dramatizing and giving flair to his work. He reminded her of her friend back in the world before. THe real world. Dion was her best friend and she was his- and posibily only friend. Thoughts of Dion didn't seem to make her attitude any better as she found her eyes stinging with fresh tears that blazed like the sun in the pits of her eyes. Releasing a string of curses Pen slashed at the air, banishing the interface and her want to contact her friends.



Sometime later Pen came across a large building overgrown with vines and other vegetation. Holes made the building look like a large block of cheese that man-sized rats had tore their way into. The crimson haired woman stared in awe at the sheer size of the building. Once she had pulled her eyes back into her head she began her way up the steps to a second story balcony.



Almost as soon as she walked inside a wave of emotion rolled over her- anxiety, happiness, relief, joy, and what she thought was confusion. Venturing into the building Pen slid her shield from her back and onto her left arm, forgoing the drawing of her sword for a possibly more diplomatic solution.



The first room was a disaster. What was possibly once a grand study was not a dismembered corpse of a room with mostly three of the four walls still standing. "Shit." Pen whispered to herself as she carefully walked around the end of the room. Her own fear and worry taking hold of her, making her limbs more stiff. Her eyes rolled over the debris that littered the room- books, pages, ink wells, the remains of clay vases and model ships.



Pen successfully made it out of the room alive and was met with the sounds of voices. Three she could distinctly hear. The nerves she felt in the previous room seemed to wash away as she approached the top of the stairs and glanced down. Her lips peeled back from her teeth in a smile. "Well aren't you lot looking all fancy." She called down the stairs as she slid her shield back into place on her back. 

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Tags: Saskia, Mitsuru Kirishima, Luiniel
Words: 850
Notes: Hell's bells it took me forever to write this. But this is my first log post in a while so there is rust. I know how you feel Lui. Hope this works for now.

[Vitae]

 A squishy sound could be heard throughout the building as if someone with rather muddy shoes was walking around and from the pattern of the sound you could tell that this person had no clue where they were going. The culprit of this matter was a low leveled Druid named Vitae who had just been in the Thames Marshlands only hours ago. The name of the building itself though was the Royal Naval Academy which was now the guild house belonging to the guild Vitae had just joined, Vylbrand Academy so to have actual academy as their guild house made sense. While it was once a much more pristine place, now the academy was covered in an overgrowth of flora consisting of a variety of flowers to mounds of squishy moss, to trees with roots that penetrated through the academy’s walls making it almost unlivable for most. Thankfully due to Vitae’s world traveling experience he was able to make his way through the place easily.

 As he made his way through the building Vitae noticed wrecked pictures of famous sailors that graduated the place like Philip Broke and Charles Austen, but he mostly ignored them while he tried to fulfill his goal of finding other guildmates and memorizing the building’s interior. With nimble footwork he dodged past vines that criss crossed over each other while also leaving muddy footsteps that mimicked the soles of his sandals Vitae walked only for a few more minutes and then started finally hearing voices of around three to four people. Making sure to listen hard enough so he didn’t lose them Vitae finally reached a door and opened it to see four people gathered together. First there was a white haired Fox Tail Druid, he could tell she was a Druid due the pup, a pink haired woman who released a noble like aura and was most likely a Warrior Class, a white haired Mage Class boy, who with red eyes might be a Heretic, and finally and a woman who also looked to be a Warrior Class. Not knowing any of these people Vitae reacted how his father would, he raised his hand up in a gesture of greeting and spoke in a friendly manner, “Yo the name is Vitae.”

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Tag's: Luiniel, Saskia, Mitsuru Kirishima, Pen Ddraig
Notes: Sorry for such a shorter post than you guys.

[Luiniel]

	SINCE I WAS VERY YOUNG, I REALIZED I NEVER WANTED TO BE HUMAN SIZE
Saskia Mitsuru Kirishima Pen Ddraig Vitae 640 < ( ^_^ ) >	It was a good thing they were a guild full of people with a vision. This place was so run down she almost believed it was a lost cause. Then again she knew that Saskia would not have spent the money if she believed it to be true. It had to have some potential beneath all of the overgrowth which was starting to become an eye sore. Being near water was not exactly a bad trait either considering that it was good for trade. Lu had all sorts of time to brain storm the positives while she waited. If it wasn't for her wolf pup she might not of even noticed that someone was approaching her until it was too late. With a twitch of his ear, the pup barred it's tiny fangs and started to growl at the shadow of a player walking towards them. Yet Luiniel simply smiled as she had come to know that pink hair from anywhere; Saskia finally made it. "Somehow I am the first one here. What is up with that? I'd be late to my own funeral." she said with a smirk as she stood up and brushed her robes off. The steps where she sat were covered in a disgustingly thick coat of dust but she had spent the better part of a month getting in touch with her inner druid. The game changed you, made you feel like you were always a part of this game. Shaking her head, she let out a tiny sigh as she put her hand over her face. "Of course my reward for being on time is more work." she teased with a chuckle. Honestly it was just nice to be around a guild mate again after such a long absence. It didn't matter what they were doing, slaying dragons or slaying dust bunnies. Of course as always the fox tail was a bit slow to realize what people meant and so she blinked for a moment looking down at herself. 'Right, I forgot I changed classes.' she thought to herself. Clasping her hands behind her back, Lu rocked on the balls of her feet and smiled. "I decided that I wanted to help people by healing them. While I am a die hard Samurai at heart, I couldn't help people the way I wanted to as that class." she explained using a lot of hand gestures as she spoke. "Ever since the Abyss, the boat and the forest.." she said trailing off. She felt useless in every single situation despite being the tank. Just as she was to continue, someone else approached them that she couldn't say she truly recognized. Tilting her head to the side as she read his name in the UI, she smiled at him. "Thank you!" she replied cheerfully to his compliment as she bowed to him. "I don't think I've ever truly spoken with you or formally met you." she said. "Names Luiniel." she stated, pointing her thumb at herself. No sooner than introducing herself to Mitsu did she hear another familiar voice. It seemed that the guildies were crawling out of the woodworks for this one. Perhaps all they really needed was a goal to rally around to bring the gang all back together. "Pen! You're alive!" she shouted waving her hands dramatically at the guardian. This one she had not seen since the battle with the level twenty treants back when she was only a level one samurai. Last but not least another face filed into the guild hall which held a name she knew she had never seen. Vitae, who was most likely new, seemed pretty approachable she thought. Waving back at the newcomer, she held her mischievious grin on her face a while longer now. She was scheming on ways to get out of cleaning already.
	MADE BY KAIZU OF GS & TWF

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[Saskia]

It seemed that others had maneuvered their way throughout the ruinous maze to dwell in the company of herself and her companion Luiniel. The banter of boots striking the surface and rustling chains swishing gently announced the presence of a familiar foreigner. The man with hair the brilliant shade of white velvet stepped forth, issuing a greeting both flattering and genuinely kind.

His garment was spectacular and charmingly refined. Perhaps his audacity as a tailor had grown immensely over the years. His designs we're becoming more intricate and alluring with each new outfit  that he wore. He had already woven many fine outfits for Saskia before so he had already gained a bit of prowess amongst the Guild's diligent craftsman. 
"Thanks, Mitsuru. You look very charming as well. I heard you learned a few more skills, perhaps we could put that to the test in the Colloseum sometime....if you're up for a little sport with your fellow guildmates. I'm sure there's always someone vying to be the king or queen of the battlefield..."
 
She smiled in acknowledgement to his comment which made her cheeks blush a tender rose pink. She smirked confidently at Luiniel as if to say that they had the titles for the hottest fashion trends in the game.

Speaking of fashion trends, it seemed like the Pen had just made her arrival.

"Well there's our red hot chili pepper!" Saskia smirked. "I've missed having my shield sister around. Maybe we can go at it like old times in the Colloseum and set up some training exercises...maybe set up a few fights with captured enemies, or team based fights to sharpen our skills against rival adventurers."

As she finished speaking, she caught a glance of one of the new faces that crossed the halls of the classroom. One of the newly enrolled members who had introduced himself as Vitae. Saskia arched a pink eyebrow and smiled warmly.

"It's an honor to have another healer in our ranks. I guess that means you won't be alone now, Lu. You and Vitae here can spread the love! Maybe it'd be a good idea for you two to partner up and see what we can do about restoring the hospital. That will be a big asset to us later on. "

As for the other things, we could use some help restoring the Main hall and the colloseum. We also will need to take care of the pier. I hired an skilled artisan help with the construction. We mainly need to assist with removing all the debris and vegatation that's crawling out of the walls."