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RONJAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Sorry I wanted to hear me out on voice mail. Damn I sound cooler than I thought. By the way, I'm waiting for you outside the general store, I got what you asked me for before we logged in. Weird thing to ask for a weapon but I dig it. @Ronja Bubblyfoot

140 Fiora didn't even see Cain defend himself, or perhaps her eyes failed her in the same way the creature's assault did. She set up her own defenses for him, sure, yet to see him fell the beast in such an uncharacteristic manner was almost ominous on it's own. Regan by all means is no less...

. Hah, what a weirdo Now she couldn't get that thought out of her head, not with how easily Ronja could beam up like a sunshine, but soon enough that also applied to herself, cursed be how she is smiling right now in behalf of hers. "Don't send me too many messages when i'm offline though, I...

Yeah, with me. (She pursed her lips, playing along with an 'offended' look that beamed back to a smirk as Essence did) Well there's this beastfolk chick that's even taller than me. Can totally ask her if you need another umbrella holder- I'm the number one for that, though. (She snickered)...

. "Well- I figured it out kinda late, no need to pull an attitude on me, eh!" She playfully argued, pearly teeth flashed with her smile, yet she settled down once Ronja turned to explanations, and her way of describing it... It made her skin crawl to think the game truly had this much power...

. "I thought you were one at first not gonna lie." She admitted with a set of nods to go along. Harmless in intent, as she couldn't keep it down now that the subject got brought up. "I mean, the fact you speak in third person felt awkward. Did you do something in your character creation or is...

130 Red Fever (3) - Fear -35 HP from by Crescent Atlas, 10 mitigated by #slimeparty +11 from Sumire's cool rain +7 from Toko's 'Nani?!' What they all expected to be the fearsome conclusion of the golem turned out to be their own. In the blink of an eye, a clear difference in power was...

. "That's the spirit." She called out to her response with a quick wave of her hand afterwards, slowing down ever so slightly to let Ronja catch up. An answer came at the most unexpected, eyes meeting with the magia's to notice that sweetness within that smile, as much as the bitter flavour it...

100 Expertise Check 1d100 (93) + 0 = 93 Awareness | Fiora Di Angelo "This much blood though? They are bleeding out clearly, and it ain't looking good for them unless we hurry up. Fighting it wouldn't just make it worse if they got a wound ripped open?" Atleast that's what logic and...

. Celestine's entrance meant her own departure from the stage, leaving the two performers to their star-ridden gambit, and for Fiora to admire from afar, standing near Moonsong just to grant the other participant some minimal company as she picked up the pace of the crowds at clapping along...

. It gave mixed signals back at her as her response didn't look so good, or at least honesty didn't prove to be that worthwhile. It was funny and that's that, shouldn't she be laughing along? By now the idea everyone could be so uptight about a jest started to feel ridiculous, almost sad...

. The opening view seemed to be that of a crime scene upon the campment. Could they have stumbled upon some event or the like? Doubtful, but the blood trail only served as an easy-to-follow 'fuck around and find out' sign. "Or attacked while they rested. Go figure..." She added, kneeling on...

130 Red Fever (3) - Anger -25HP from ᛗᚨᚷᛁᚴᚱᛟᚾᛟᛋ The last she got to see of Caccu was a kidnap attempt from a bunch of apes, and for once in this damn adventure she felt like karma did her right, remorseless in every sense as she watched with pride to the catgirl get sent away. To her surprise...

. Ronja's reactions were just exactly what she expected, and Fiora broke into a laughter this time around, the little rise on her tone only made it all the more humourous. "Suuure. You totally don't know." She added as Ronja's attempt to convince her otherwise wasn't about to fly for her. The...

. Easily shocked, but just as much was this stranger ready to pull a pun. She huffed to herself, joke or not it was the pure truth. "Don't tell me about it. I had to sit down for hours to get my answers, it would be great if it didn't just spawn you with nothing at all." Her mind wandered off...

. "Okay that's a challenge if I ever heard one." She quickly replied with a defeated huff to add, a quick mental note on the address pinned on the metaphorical fridge inside her mind. "I'll let you know exactly when I'm going. Look for the pink haired customer with a foul-mouth. I'll take...

140 -40 HP retal dmg Words were cut short as her reply would need a moment, the birds of prey set their sights upon them and the first to jump into the fray was Regan herself, carving a path of blood and gore, paying the Reapers with a taste of their own medicine by displaying brutality far...

. Ever since her last meeting with Hanno, the mental bug inside her head ate away at her thoughts... "-But making friendships is the best part. Everything is pretty real in here, and of course, the bonds become just as real thanks to that." The barrier she's created between herself and...

. The degree talk only got her to roll her eyes, as if he just came up with it like some bragging card to hold out at her. "Oh yeah master chef? Then where's your restaurant so I can go and order some?" She rose an eyebrow, tilted head to add into the questioning. "Though now that you mention...

. One equine tail slap later, "Your..- Wait, you are THIS tall out of the game?" Disbelief shared once again as she eyed her up and down with not a pinch of shame in how that could come out as. Just then did the tall horse lady share some insight on what felt obvious, cut off by a Lander who...