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Aaron shifted with Alphabet's jab so she wouldn't hurt herself on his armor, laughing as he did. "Yep, an editor. It's a lot of people turning their blogs into a book, but there's some good stories here and there. Pay's not too great either, but it keeps food on the table." As she went on about...

Well, that answered that question. Gnoll poop looked like shit. Briefly he wondered if, cosmically, his curiosity had somehow butterfly effected Regan into stepping where she had, but that was absurd. At Regan's yelling, Aaron drew his sword and tightened his grip on his shield. With a...

Aaron didn't exactly have any tracking skills, but he still kept an open eye out as he walked. Not that he was really certain what he should be keeping an open eye out for. He knew that if you were looking for bears you looked for bear droppings, but he both wasn't sure that translated for...

"You're an artist?" Aaron asked, his impression obvious. "Paint or pencil?" He picked up his fork and cut a small corner off of his strawberry cake. He rolled his eyes in an exaggerated delight as he bit into the dessert. "You know my mom's strawberry cake that I mentioned earlier?" he pointed...

Aaron nodded appreciatingly at the woman's wings. He had been tempted to take a mastery that let him be the winged avenger type of paladin, but in the end had decided on more of a support role. "Oh, gods, no. I have no tracking ability myself. See a leaf, eat a leaf, that's my tracking. And...

Vampire queen of the world, huh? He thought royalty typically had a bit more sophistication to them. He wasn't stupid enough to say that out loud, though. Aaron smiled apologetically when the old man came out. "Please, forgive my acquaintance. As she said, we're here to deal with your gnoll...

Aaron was thrown off a bit by the woman's attitude, but quickly recovered. "I'll take that as a compliment. I have no plans on getting in your way, so don't worry there. I don't care why you do what you do, so long as you don't hurt weak people for no reason. Testing your strength against the...

Aaron watched as Sol displayed her Hemomancy. He would ask if it hurt, but he saw the wince and knew it was a dumb question. But then she switched topics to one Aaron loved. He followed her gaze out the window. "Yeah. It's really something else, isn't it? This world is so vibrant, so... alive...

Aaron looked at the billboard with a frown on his face. Gnolls were ransacking the area, hitting where there was little to no formal forms of protection for people, causing the villages to resort to putting out a bounty for adventurers. This is what he joined the Lion Arms to do, wasn't it? To...

Aaron took a sip of his tea. Warm and sweet, exactly how he liked it. He did note, however, that Sol had looked away when he talked about death. He chided himself internally. He shouldn't have answered so seriously, this was supposed to be a fun event to make friends. "What didn't make me like...

Oh by the way, you don't have to carry all those crafting materials in your arms. You can just put them into your inventory. Just pull it up from your UI and toss them in there. Makes carrying stuff a whole lot easier. It stops working if you die three times, though. He laughed gently at the...

Aaron laughed at the two beastfolks' responses to the Lion Arms. Fair enough. I'll be fine however the waves go. Adventure or stillness, there's something to appreciate in both. He smiled at the two new adventurers. Those crafting materials are yours, fair and square. You're the ones who...

"Oh man, my mom used to make a killer strawberry cake back when I was a kid." He smiled at the memory, and some tension visibly faded from him. "As for what brings me to Terrasphere... I was here before the shutdown. Initially I started playing because a game where you could do and be anything...

Aaron nearly jumped when @Sol slid into the seat across from him. He cleared his throat and strengthened his back, sticking out his own hand to meet hers in a firm, but not too strong, grip. He shook it lightly. My Aaron's name. My name's Aaron. Aaron Marone. It's good to meet you too. Sorry...

@Harlow and @Tristaria The only two Magia he knows. They both have no taste and didn't enjoy Mimi's cookies, they can bond over that.

Aaron held his arm out horizontally, then began to move it up and down in waves. Next I go wherever the waves of fate take me. Those waves heavily influenced by my superior officers in the Lion Arms, or wherever I can find people who need help. Which means I'll probably be hanging around here...

Well, I guess we blew his mind. Aaron eyed the carnage of a bear whose head fucking exploded. Not what he was expecting to happen today, but hey, that was Terrasphere. He sheathed his sword, then he approached Rakka and offered her a hand getting up. Once she was up, whether she took his help...

The agender beastperson beat Aaron to healing Rakka. That was fine. It wasn't like Aaron had one job or anything. Well, if he couldn't be a support role in mechanics, he could be a support role in words. You two are doing great, keep it up! Let me know if you want me to step in, but you're...

Rrrrggggrrrrrrr The bear roared in pain as first a hammer then a wolf struck it. Viscous blood ran down its face, clogging its nose even as the wolf's jaws closed in on its throat. It lashed out blindly, throwing the wolf off of itself with its mighty arm. It opened its mouth to taste the air...

Aaron stopped himself from charging forward. The point of this was to give the two newbies more combat experience, not to handle things himself. Between Yaxhin's wolf and Rakka's hammer, the two of them should be able to handle the bear if they worked together, and so far it seemed they were...