#raiserofmountains

your warrior of light will be sent back to the source post haste!

Lilli was so close to being out of this damned hallway. It's dark; she isn't even sure where she is. But between her and the exit are a hoard of sin eaters; ghastly white lions and angels with stony, ice-cold stares.

When she sees a familiar lalafell approaching, Lilli puts a finger to her lips, pointing to the eaters. They haven't been spotted yet, so Lilli is sure to keep her voice down.

"Do you think we can take those things on?" From her crouched position, Lilli tries to suppress a cough, not wanting to alert the monsters.

"We either go through them, or turn back and find another way out." if there even is a way out...

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Kirito!

You'll be housed in YOUR PREVIOUS HOUSING (214).

You'll retain the use of feint, but its debuffing effects are halved. You'll also be given a pair of wooden swords.

Enjoy your stay!

DRK will be dropped!

Instead, he observes the keen metal of the dagger in his hands. The pattern formed is certainly unlike anything he had personally seen. "I have heard rumors of facilities that allow people to use them, but I have not run into any myself."

Oh, this... isn't going as planned.

Lilli's original plan was to see if her blessing from the Kojin still worked in this place that had taken so much from her... (it didn't.)

Still, she's a strong swimmer in her own right, so she hadn't anticipated a problem. That is, until her shirt got caught on a fishing line. That'll teach her to pay attention.

"Sorry about that!" The disheveled hyur follows the line to shore, shaking the seaweed out of her hair as she walks out of the lake. She flashes a guilty smile at the lalafell holding the fishing rod.

Hopping worlds wasn't exactly something Mimiette had expected to become a repeat occurrence, but she liked to think she could roll with the punches at this point. Given there was no hooded 'stranger' to show her around this time, she'd been giving herself a tour instead- which currently involved hanging at a pub, where she'd noticed another lalafell. Though, given the circumstances...

"imagine that," uttered the miqo'te upon plucking a particular necklace from a vendors stall. the salesman in question seemed a familiar sort; elezen by the looks of it, but dar'khol was more enraptured by the blue crystal laying in his palm. fastened firmly and left to dangle from a well-crafted leather string. a fitting gift for any wayfarer... something he shouldn't be able to buy.

"guess they weren't kiddin' when they said ya could find somethin' from home. didn't believe it'd be anythin' so personal." of course, without question, he'd make the purchase for it -- even if he felt he shouldn't have to.