Frigid wind blows through Fresh’s hair, pressing past her face as she holds onto the broom so tightly, that she isn’t sure if she’s ever going to be able to unclench her fists or her clamped down legs ever again. She has never been really afraid of heights before. But then again, she’s ne...
2021-10-08 08:51:14 +0000 UTC
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She should curse the hero.
It’s about an hour after they had gone to bed and Fresh sits awake in her own bed, having just shot upright from her sleep with a very, very specific thought in her brain, which is unable to find sleep because of it, for some reason. Her mind is buzzi...
2021-10-07 13:01:51 +0000 UTC
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Running along the wall was easy enough. This entire section near the ocean is basically unmanned, except for one very sleep-deprived looking guard, who shuffled past them, dragging his lance carelessly behind himself, as he made his way down the wall. They had hidden behind some old construction ...
2021-10-06 18:52:31 +0000 UTC
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Fresh sighs, leaning back in relief as they finally close up for the day. Her back slides down the closed door and she lands on the very sandy floor. The little incline did little to stop the dragging in of what she feels like is a sizable chunk of the beach.
“What a day,” sh...
2021-10-06 11:36:51 +0000 UTC
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“Coconut, please!” says the elf, covered in pinchy crab scars. He lays the coins down onto the counter and Fresh nods, grabbing the big, round spoon and dipping it into the rectangle of coconut ice-cream, which is already almost sold out. It’s not even mid-day yet.
Fresh se...
2021-10-05 08:13:19 +0000 UTC
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“So how are we going to get in?” asks Alleluia.
The two of them have been walking for a few days. The entire landscape around the cathedral city is now mostly calm, having begun recovering from the many blazes and fires that had burnt here not long ago. Any houses that they f...
2021-10-04 19:03:51 +0000 UTC
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Nobody is really mad at her. It’s not like she’s explicitly ever told them that she can’t come back from death. Sure, she hasn’t mentioned that she’s died before now, but they don’t ask either. Fresh just explains that she died in her workshop and that her patron god brought her back,...
2021-10-04 18:21:45 +0000 UTC
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Blazing rays of sunlight shine down onto the beach, on what feels like a particularly hot day, even by the desert’s standards. But despite the heat, the shoreline is full of adventuring parties, most of whom end up as red as the crabs they’re fighting from the intense sunlight.
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2021-10-03 13:05:44 +0000 UTC
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<- PREVIOUS CHAPTER
The party rages on loudly behind him.
“This is too much,” says the elven woman with deep, purple bags under her eyes who is sitting behind the counter of the...
2021-10-02 16:39:42 +0000 UTC
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“I miss having a fireplace,” says Fresh, sighing and sitting against the wall on top of her bed-roll with a blanket wrapped around herself. It gets surprisingly cold here in the east at night, especially near the ocean.
“I mean, I guess we could add one?” asks Basil, keep...
2021-10-02 09:39:05 +0000 UTC
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[CANTA]
Class: Sin-Eater
Sub-class: None
Level: 32
—— PORTRAIT ——
HEALTH: ——
SOUL: 96/96 ↑↑
EXP: 0/125
OB...
2021-10-01 18:53:37 +0000 UTC
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“WEEEE~!” yells Fresh, her arms up in the air as the Shamrock rolls the ‘shopping-cart’ around the still mostly empty downstairs area. They’re on their third lap and she shows no signs of losing her enjoyment in any sense.
Following her burst of inspiration from before,...
2021-10-01 13:48:17 +0000 UTC
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“CRAB!” yelps Fresh, jumping up onto the construction-site that is their new counter. She swings a perfectly-normal broom around at it. Trying to shoo it out without getting too close to it. “Go on! Get!” she yells at the giant-crab, poking at it with the bristles of the broom. “SHOO!...
2021-09-30 13:55:57 +0000 UTC
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Everything goes white.
Samael walks down the main road of the city, his bad arm hangs at his side. His eyes nervously dart every which way as he eyes the shadows all around himself. They could be anywhere. Behind any wall, inside any alley, beyond any window, they could be there,...
2021-09-29 19:05:05 +0000 UTC
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“Yellow,” says Fresh. “I want to have an ice-café!”
“What’s a café?” asks Basil.
“Blue,” says Jubilee. “Not interested in any crab-fuckery.”
Fresh raises a finger. “It’s like a restaurant, but you can only buy coughee ...
2021-09-29 09:48:33 +0000 UTC
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<- PREVIOUS CHAPTER
Hineni sits at his table, his good hand is wrapped around the mug in order to keep it still, but he can’t stop his fingers from tapping from time to time against the...
2021-09-28 11:53:37 +0000 UTC
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Stepping back into the guild is always… awkward. Fresh has gotten into the rhythm of simply nodding to the barkeeper when entering inside of the bar during quieter hours, as she simply doesn’t really know how to talk to her, as weird as that sounds. Jubilee and Basil have handled all of the ...
2021-09-28 09:26:34 +0000 UTC
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Canta and Alleluia stand beneath an overhang. It started raining a day into their journey and it hasn’t stopped once since then. They return eastward, traveling along a different route. There’s something off about the rain though. It’s oddly warm and the water feels oddly… thick and almos...
2021-09-27 10:37:04 +0000 UTC
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The four of them need to decide on a house. Both of their choices offer unique features and possibilities. Which do you prefer?
Sky-blue house on the left staircase, when heading down from the city
- + Crab proof
- + Suited for a beach-kiosk conc...
2021-09-27 07:08:07 +0000 UTC
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The stockpile of DIS chapters has now been increased to 15
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“Were we really standing outside of this house for hours, just to watch people?” asks Basil, annoyed. “I thought we were waiting on someone to br...
2021-09-27 07:00:39 +0000 UTC
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It’s been a week since then.
Life in the desert isn’t so bad really, once you get used to it. Fresh stands out on the terrace of a small teahouse and bakery that Basil had invited them all to and stares out over the endless expanse that they had left behind themselves on the ...
2021-09-26 16:34:57 +0000 UTC
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“You realize we’re going to have to move this fucking thing, right?” asks Jubilee. “When we get a house.”
Fresh shakes her head, fumbling around with the pot full of cooling-beads. “That’s okay,” she says. “We can either just leave this one here or I can just ma...
2021-09-26 11:37:48 +0000 UTC
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Fresh fiddles around with the pile of materials laying before her, sparing a glance at the broom and fabric in the back corner of the room. The apple, for some reason, she had thrown into her inventory window. She supposes that it wouldn’t be wise to eat it anymore. A shame, it was a really nic...
2021-09-26 09:41:34 +0000 UTC
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Jubilee sleeps for the rest of that night and the better part of the next morning. Fresh does her best to be quiet and to not cause any trouble for the others, so she sits in the corner, reading Jubilee’s book. She had seen bits of it while mending it back together, but she never really bothere...
2021-09-25 16:47:54 +0000 UTC
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It took a while for Fresh to stop crying. At first she had to stop crying because her friends hadn’t abandoned her, which she realizes now should have been obvious, but in the moment, it seemed like a very real possibility to her. After she manages that, she has to stop crying as she processes ...
2021-09-25 14:59:13 +0000 UTC
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Previous Chapter
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Hineni hammers away in the forge, finishing up his work on the short-sword. It’s the next day and he had spent his entire night not sleeping. His w...
2021-09-25 13:18:05 +0000 UTC
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Double chapters today. The DIS chapter stockpile is being increased to 15, since we reached our very first membership goal! =)
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“You IDIOT!” yells Jubilee up at her. Fresh is only barely able to hear Jubil...
2021-09-25 11:36:35 +0000 UTC
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Peaceful.
If there is only a single word that Fresh could use to describe the inside of the eastern dungeon, then it would be ‘peaceful’. The four of them stand there on the other side of the blue-fog of the dungeon-gate, staring out over the wide open expanse before them. It...
2021-09-25 08:37:04 +0000 UTC
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How long has it been?
Sweat drips down Canta’s face as he runs up the staircase again, panting, heaving and gasping for air. He’s been running for…
He blinks, getting the sweat out of his eyes.
- How long has he been running for now? Days? ...
2021-09-24 19:05:04 +0000 UTC
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After that, the four of them decide to take the rest of the day slow and to stay inside of the guild, only leaving once to get dinner, before retreating back inside of their room together. Jubilee tells everyone to straighten up and be watchful, but Fresh doesn’t need to be told that. Even she ...
2021-09-24 17:25:55 +0000 UTC
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