Recent content by Tristaria

"What do you mean ‘A wyvern ate it…?’" A clean-looking magia girl with a cold gaze questioned a panicked a miner behind a small counter. "The key…?" Her eyes narrowed even further. "Then why did it eat the key…!?" A slap resounded from her forehead as her hand struck it full-force. "Fine, but if...

Una turned her head and beamed a wide smile in Fina’s direction, giving her a quick hug. There were almost tears in her eyes, even. Fina easily could’ve got the impression that this summon wasn’t the slightest bit used to compliments or positive reinforcement. Aww, thanks~! I’ll do my best, for...

Tris held her gaze on Fina for a long and uncomfortable moment after she’d spoken. "Ya know, in any other context, asking something like that would sound incredibly creepy," she mentioned, just for the heck of it. Maybe Tris was teasing Fina in her own way? As usual, her face gave absolutely no...

"Yes, well, it’s important to keep people alive in a death game, see. Of course, if people would play more responsibly— or better, not play at all —I would hopefully be completely unnecessary. We all know how likely that is." Tris shrugged as she headed off. "Well it helps to be able to pick up...

Tris glanced at the display of sparkly, magical weapons. "That’s not what I’d call sticks, but okay. Nice though. That sounds a lot more useful that I was imagining." As Fina complemented the summoned magia girl, she received two very different reactions. A glance of suspicion from Tristaria...

"Fair enough," Tris shrugged, not pressing the deep topic any further for now. "I still think you’re a little crazy for it though. Also, I’m a little crazy too, I guess," she added. As the conversation went on, Tris stabbed a marshmallow with a stick and casually turned it around over the fire...

Tris stared back with her standard non-expression as Fina greeted her. She was chill as chipper as Tris remembered… maybe even more so? Hard to tell, it’d been a while. After all, Fina was her very first meeting in this world. "Right, that very good reason you never told me," she shrugged. It...

ok Tris wasn’t sure she was exactly looking forward to this meeting. Mainly, the idea of explaining why she’d taken several weeks (or was it a whole month even…?) just to accept the friend request. That said, Fina had been helpful and honestly a pretty great first meeting in the game, so there...

"Do my emotions look powerful to you...?" Tristaria answered Kakao swiftly, with a look that proved her point perfectly. "Maybe you don't have that trait, but I do. If anything, that simply means it was all the more important I took the role." This guy was annoying, but at the very least, he...

Tris didn't like that familiarity the newcomer was showing one bit. That was like the very definition of a biased jury, wasn't it? Very suspicious. Still, she'd assume the best from this newcomer. He looked friendly enough, and from the eyes, Tristaria guessed he was also the same race. At least...

Tris went ahead and spared Ilya the long list of things that could go wrong that immediately popped into her head. If she were an actual sailor or knew anything about the ocean, not doubt she could list several more potential catastrophes as well. But really, what help was that? "Okay, I think...

"I hadn’t noticed," Tristaria sarcasm’d as she beat down one scout and the second… oh crap! Tris covered the small Magia girl and the loud hero covered the both: a chain of defense that… ultimately fell almost completely on the human. Nice. Tris breathed a little easier with the death orbs...

The room was quiet for a while, the silence only broken by the sounds of repairs going on outside, muffled by the half-organic walls. Hammering, sawing, and various magical noises that all served as a reminder that Ash was uselessly sitting in the room waiting for... "He's in here?" Tristaria's...

190 "Shut up and get healed," Tris insisted, thrusting a hand out and ordering her drones forward to patch up wounds, applying metal armor where once was only open flesh. Meanwhile, one slipped behind her, delivering a nasty smack to the head. "Oww! Ya know, things might’ve been fine without...

"I certainly would’ve doubted me…" Tris answered, making it as clear as possible how experimental this whole idea was. Still plenty of opportunity for this to go horribly wrong! Hopefully she’d given Ilya that impression. Optimism sucked. "Uhh… right, yeah. I guess we could do it that way," she...