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The battle was over, but Madison had yet to switch off her Deadeye. One by one, she pressed fresh bullets into the cylinders of her guns, click, click, click. Slowly, she scanned the entire area. There was no way that the skirmish didn't alert every other mushroom in a quarter mile...

220 Lion Arms - Future Sheriff -65 HP from Retaliation (Vulnerable, but protected by Toko) +93 +83 Damage Dealt buff from Azykia (-10 from Knack check fail before Azykia post) Madison had been part of one of the patrols who spotted the myconids beginning to surround the camp. She wasn't...

Similarly aching from the longer-than-necessary ride to the outskirts of the encampment, Madison stretched her arms over her head as she rose from her seat on the wagon. "Lion Arms just want them gone. If we could scare them off to remind them that the expedition isn't to be fucked with; then...

(Madison can't decide if she should relax or stand up straight and show some decorum. She ends up doing something in between.) That's kind of you to say. A good thing it does, too. Haven't quite had the chance to update my resume yet. I am looking to join the Lions. I figure someone of my...

(Approaching @Levi Pendragon's office) 'Scuse me, Lord Commander? Do you have a minute? I wanted to introduce myself and ask a few questions about joining the Lion Arms.

"Yeah... It's... Just a game." Madison's lips pursed into a thin frown. Just a game--when I watched one of my friends die twice not ten feet in front of me and get locked forevermore into this stupid, stupid "game." It felt weird trying to comfort this stranger. What could she offer her...

With an all-clear coming from Herrscher, Madison decided that a moment or two to poke around the place was in order. Considering the bones hadn't been disturbed in years, maybe nobody else had bothered to search the place. She began looking around, her eyes adjusting to the darkness rather...

"No, that's understandable." Madison herself wasn't terribly keen on being a drone, a meat shield, an underling without a nametag for the Lion Arms. "Each guild runs a little differently. Expect different things from their members. I think all guild-related activities for each of them are on...

Lucia was a capable woman. Madison had no doubts about that whatsoever. But she still had lofty ambitions; and while a floating city wasn't anywhere near the scale and effort of, say, a whole-ass kingdom founded by players for players? That's still enough to get noticed. Enough to get...

After hugs and good-to-see-yous were exchanged, Madison led her friend into the tavern. "So, you're not going to believe this; but I tried dabbling in horses already. Had a ghost horse I was riding around for a while. But, y'know what? I'm a city girl, not a horse girl. Even if it's...

Honestly? It was a relief to hear Caelia say that she didn't take offense to what Madison said. Maddy met enough deluded players in her time that were trying so very, very hard to be Sephiroth that they didn't see the fifty other gravel-voiced, vain, megalomaniacal edgelords with various...

Madison took note of the swordman also being a gunman--and for a moment, she was conflicted. Was it cool to see other people take notice of the sudden technological revolution and discovery and utilization of gunpowder? Hell yeah it was! But was it not cool to discover that you're no longer...

Madison kept her eyes on the road ahead, and licked her teeth in thought. "Nah, you're not crazy. If I can be perfectly honest with you? It's probably par for the course. Among us Travelers, anyway. People like us--there's always something funky going on. You've got a voice in your head...

Madison smelled the slaughter long before she ever saw it. Sure; she could've easily dipped back into the shadows. That's all centered around light and magic; in the darkness, one couldn't catch a whiff of blood and death. Actually, whenever she was hidden from sight or zipping around from...

"No, I understand that." The gunslinger took a quick pull from her canteen. "Years ago, I was a swamp witch. When the game opened back up, all my points got refunded and I threw them into a necromancer build. There's something about being able to do what you can't in the real world that's so...

Madison crossed her arms over her chest, looking around Lucia's camp. "Yeah. It feels like the game doesn't give a shit what the players are trying to build or accomplish. I had a feeling about it four years ago, and I'm definitely seeing it now; we are merely allowed to scrape out an...

Easy. Easy easy easy easy. Everything is so goddamn easy. Perhaps this was the price she paid for having played for months before the servers went down. All those tasty delicious skill points to redistribute wherever she wanted upon return. Maybe after the travelers like her left, the...

Actually, Magdalyn was onto something. Madison gazed out across the near-afterlife once more, and she could see it--Tron, by the way of the game you play on Chrome when your internet is down. "No," she said, quickly cutting off the woman with the blue hair. "Your ice shield kept some of those...

It just felt like the proper yeehaw thing to do, didn't it? Madison stood outside The Wrong Part Of Town; named so after a group of asshole sailors decided to start a brawl, but were politely yet firmly removed by the town guard and informed that "this was the wrong part of town" for their...

Dark magic and bloodomancy? "Huh. You're going in hard on the taboo stuff, aren't ya." Not a joke; but not a judgment, either. Just a casual observation from someone who's been around the block a few times with magic that's frowned upon and poo-poo'd in polite society. "Can't say I'm...