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TRADE REQUEST INITIATED from @Harlow to unspecified. Receiving: An Unassuming Katana Item Description: A plain, unglamorous weapon, made to serve all but its wielder. It befits a controlled, steady hand. Taking the sword doesn't count against a character's action. Once the sword is obtained...

From within, the vast shadow bubble encompassed not only the loose nailed houses that formed a semicircular arc around the algae-coated, half-mast heart, but a portion of the dock and waters, rhythmically expanding up to a point. The carapace of the imbued shell pulsed with energy, inky ridges...

Her compliments flattered Harlow, and if his cold, motionless cheeks could draw red, they might. But they didn't. He didn't move or react to the kindness. Like a dart with no tip, the warmth simply bounced off the wall. "Appreciated." Was the only word produced from the Magia, who carried one of...

170 -25 Damage from Retaliation (Reduced 10 by Counter) @Celestine definitely caught the attention of more than a few of the other spectators with the implication of their comments. Alongside this, the usual denizens of The Holt Circus would recognize this person as far from a regular. Still...

"Affirmative." He had gone through his own detective trials in determining player from prop. Even still, with his increased capacity for learning, he had yet to unveil a guaranteed method of discerning. This world, for better or worse, was terribly realistic in some ways. Much like reality, he'd...

To the compliment on his posture, and the pondering of the boxes contents, Harlow would only nod. Not through lack of comment or interest, even though his bland expression might suggest such. The meager responses that he constructed of must not have been substantial enough for his translation...

Harlow paused when he was addressed, turning to acknowledge the stranger. A mental check of his facial database came up with no match. Regardless, internally, there was an ounce of shame. To be caught speaking to himself was a universally embarrassing predicament. He'd have to explain his...

If you aren't smart, you must be strong. A motto repeated thousands of times to in his years of training from another world. At first thought, it might present as an insulting sentiment. To suggest unintelligence is a blow to the ego, but that too was part of the training. Ego had no place in...

There exists a place in the Highlands Ascent ruled by primal beasts. Even many Moon Fang who venture into the shallow forest show reverence to the wild nobility, who sit safely above the masses. These Moon Fang refer to this section of the woodlands as The Holt Circus. The gnarly imagery of the...

It was a relief that Harlow's Hyper Sense granted him visual enhancement instead of auditory. Anyhow, without any form of cover, the terrible sound sent wounding howls directly into his ears, scratching the sides of his brain. The Magia, having been pulled by the wrist toward @Frey Elzeiros and...

195 Red Fever (7) Red Fever effects temporarily nullified (last cycle) -30 HP from Map Damage -30 HP from Finisher -30 HP from Finisher +36 HP from @Avery Aphelion Harlow caught his eyes flicking back to them again. Some slipped in the wave of grime and bloodied mud as the massive body fell...

The pat on the back wouldn't manage to free him form his vocabularic restriction like the stranger's shoulder check. It was a minor comfort, but Harlow didn't respond. He didn't move much at all, unless it was to look around. His posture, inhumanly impeccable, stiff and unflinching, apart from...

195 Red Fever (6) Red Fever effects temporarily nullified -35 HP from Legs retaliation The head burst, an uncanny wave shuddering through the battlefield. Harlow stared, staggered, unsteadied by the shock. He was closer than most who were not captured, as he stood alongside the charging...

Harlow shook his head, breathing patterns indicating a sigh, but his expression reflected what it usually did; nothing. He figured it wasn't worth the effort to try and speak, but if he didn't conjure up something in his brain, then no words would come out, and that was worse than the...

A new wave of arrivals came into the plaza. It was as if a light somewhere had suddenly turned green, floodgates opening to a swath of fresh purses, dying to be emptied into the various market stalls and businesses that surrounded. Humanoids of all shapes and sizes began to trot into the area...

195 Lion Arms (Squire) Red Fever (5) Red Fever effects temporarily nullified +40 HP from natural recovery +10 HP from Serenity Mist With enemy defeated and the camp secured, Harlow took a deep breath. He glanced to @Athena and @Alastair Brass first, finding them both still breathing. The...

195 Red Fever (4) - Disgust (+60 from Camp Support) (-10 HP from Retaliation damage) "Wilco. Over." Harlow nodded to @Alastair Brass, wondering only momentarily how the fellow knew his name, before realizing the obvious answer. Before the Magia could convey a second message, or make any moves...

195 Red Fever (3) - Sadness (-55 HP from Retaliation damage) Following the success of the Skullbearer encounter, Harlow returned to camp with the others, cautious not to stray too far from the group and be lost in the labyrinthian jungles. That was an explorer's job. It seemed a portion of...

195 Task: Skullbearer Combat Red Fever (2) - Fear -40 HP from Retaliation damage Among these Lions, Harlow felt alone. He had seen a few on the journey prior, but had hardly befriended them. He was wading in a well of strangers. Harlow had come only to notice the resonating warmth in his...

195 Lion Arms - Squire Red Fever (1) +18 HP from Recover While some people, such as Levi, seemed less than delighted with the result of their travels, the noise of cheers and high-fives surrounded Harlow at Camp Nisus. Not that he participated in such celebrations. He knew there were too many...