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Post by PRINCE on Nov 11, 2016 18:46:50 GMT -6
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ver since she found her brother in the game, Prince wasn't sure about what to do. He seemed set on fighting on the front lines, and while she was unsure about whether or not she wanted anything to do with that, the girl couldn't just leave her brother out there alone. Still, the whole aspect of it was terrifying. Prince wasn't the best at this game. Heck, in beta she had... died a lot. A shiver ran down her spine at remembering how easily she had died during beta. [break][break] Prince didn't want to die, but she couldn't just sit back and let her brother do all the hard work either. She had to do something... The small blond girl gulped as she looked up and down the street she was walking in. Where was she? This was the Town of Beginnings but she didn't recognize the road... She gulped quietly as her eyes diverted down to the ground. [break][break] As she did so, a familiar figure walked past her. Her eyes widened momentarily. She knew him. "Farmsalot?" she asked softly as he walked past her.[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by Farmsalot on Nov 12, 2016 1:09:25 GMT -6
Farms was finally starting to get the hang of this whole 'video game' thing. The mechanics were beginning to feel more natural, and using the UI was starting to feel like second nature. It may have taken a lot of getting used to, but he had finally managed to adapt to the world he was stuck in. So long as they don't try to force any new stuff on him he would be good to go for quite a while.
More importantly he was able to help his fellow players. Most of the quests he helped with didn't require much combat, but with his armor and the spear Ruler made for him even the fighting quests weren't too difficult. Sure he hadn't done much with the rank-E quests because of this, but at this stage it just made more sense to get everyone where they needed to be than worry about himself.
Farms stopped in his tracks, for a moment thinking he heard his name from a passerby. He stopped and looked around, his eyes eventually landing on a girl. She was the only other person on the street who had stopped, so he had to assume that she was the one speaking to him. Yet he didn't recognize her at all. One more look around was taken to make sure there were no familiar faces in the area before he eventually settled his eye back onto Prince. "Are you talking to me? I'm sorry, but I don't think we've met."
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 12, 2016 1:53:00 GMT -6
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rince smiled weakly as Farms stopped and looked at her. It was comforting to see someone who looked familiar. She was glad his avatar hadn't changed as drastically as hers did. Even though she had only met once, Farms seemed like a nice guy- he reminded her of her brother. When he spoke, her eyes darted to the ground as her smile faltered for a moment. [break][break] ”Ah... right.. It's probably hard to recognize me..” she mumbled. The last time Prince had actually seen them, she had been a tall regal looking blond teen. Now, she was a tiny doll like girl. She use to be taller than him, now she was a foot shorter. The girl reached up to anxiously pull on a strand of curly blond hair. She hated this. Prince hadn't wanted to be Alice. She wanted to be someone who didn't need other people to rely on. Softly, she spoke with a quiet voice. [break][break] ”Erm, I'm Prince...”[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by Farmsalot on Nov 12, 2016 13:05:01 GMT -6
He stared at the girl, her words only confusing him further. It took him a moment to remember that before the announcement everyone looked different, some people more than others. It made him wonder how many other times he walked past someone he knew before the announcement without recognizing them.
Eyes widened as she gave her name, clearly surprised by who she turned out to be. "Prince? You're Prince?" The Prince he knew was a tall and energetic man, one of the first people to show him the joy of Sword Art Online. This girl was the exact opposite as far as he could tell. She was small, timid and...female. But why would someone lie about being him? It wasn't as if there was anything to gain, let alone any reason for them to know they were friends. How else would they know?
After a moment of shocked silence Farms would smile widely, looking at Prince with open arms. "Prince! It's so good to see you again!" Taking a step closer he would bend down to wrap his arms around the girl, moving to embrace her in a big copper plated hug. "You look so different, I'm sorry I didn't recognize you sooner!" With one last squeeze he would move away from her, hands still on her shoulders as he gave her another look over. "Most importantly I'm glad to see you in one piece. Have you been faring well?"
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 13, 2016 16:03:19 GMT -6
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rince gulped as Farmsalot looked her over. She didn't like this feeling. It was like he didn't believe her. It felt like a rock was forming in the pit of her stomach. She bit down on her lower lip as her eyes darted down to the ground. Of course he wouldn't believe her. Why would he? The Prince he knew had been a tall figure straight out of a fairy tale. She didn't have any reason to lie, but then again, the creator of Sword Art Online seemingly didn't have any reason to lock them into a death game. Anything could happen in the game. [break][break] When the smile spread across his face, Prince glanced up with wide eyes. As he spoke, a soft smile spread across her face of relief. And then the hug came. Back in the real world, Prince had never even held hands with a boy let alone hug one who wasn't related to her. Her face grew a bright burning red as she was wrapped around in a coppery hug. When he released her and kept his hands on her shoulder, she gulped and smiled weakly despite her bright red face. [break][break] ”Erm... er... yes.. I'm sorry I looked so different... I... er... I really liked the idea of a prince on a white horse... so I made my character reflect that... but erm... this is the real me,” she explained softly. It was embarrassing, but Prince felt she owed him an explanation at the very least. [break][break] ”I'm really happy you're okay too. I've been fine... just... thinking about what I'm going to do.”[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by Farmsalot on Nov 13, 2016 20:07:55 GMT -6
He shook his head as she tried to explain the situation. Initially he probably wouldn't have understood why someone would want to be something so far removed from themselves. But after seeing how distraught everyone looked as their avatars were taken away and replaced with their actual appearances he realized that he was the odd one out. Most people who came here wanted to be almost anything but themselves, like it was supposed to be some sort of escape. And those were the ones he felt the worst for in this whole fiasco. "You don't owe anyone an explanation. You had every right to do whatever made you happy."
It was sad how embarrassed she was about her change in appearance, her bright red face a sure sign of discomfort. Was she so ashamed of herself? Hopefully there wasn't anyone who teased her about it after the announcement. Though that would explain part of why she was so much more timid than when they first met.
Arms fell to his side as he stood up straight, taking a step to the side and motioning down the street. "If you're not sure what to do, why don't you accompany me for now? Maybe I could help." Seeing her looking so under equipped was upsetting to him. Maybe a nice set of armor could give her the confidence boost she needed."You said it yourself, remember? This was made for us to work together."
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 16, 2016 2:01:27 GMT -6
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rince's eyes shut with a soft sigh of relief as Farmsalot said she didn't owe anyone an explanation. Even though his words made sense, she couldn't help but worry. It felt like she had deceived everyone she met- lied to them. It hurt to be pulled out of a lie and to the truth- especially when the lie was so drastically different from the truth. In this case, Prince versus Alice. Quietly, Prince spoke. ”E...erm thank you Farmsalot...” His comforting words meant a lot more than he probably realized. [break][break] ”Erm... if you don't mind, I would really like to accompany you.”[break][break] Prince smiled softly as she glanced down the street towards where he was gesturing. While she was embarrassed of how much she changed from the original Prince, she was also afraid to be alone for the most part. Being around a friendly face would be very comforting. When Farmsalot quoted what she said earlier, her ears grew red with embarrassment. [break][break] ”E..Erm yeah... I did say that, didn't I?”[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by Farmsalot on Nov 16, 2016 13:14:01 GMT -6
It was hard to tell if his words had done much to comfort her. She still seemed so sad and quiet, nothing like the energetic joy that she once had. Seeing how much happiness this supposed 'game' took away from her only served to strengthen his distaste for this Kayaba man. At least she wanted to come with him, meaning that at least his presence was serving to comfort her a bit.
He nodded in response, gently placing a hand onto her shoulder. "You certainly did. And I want you to know that those words have helped me a lot through all this." Before meeting Prince, he fully intended to sit by and do nothing until his brother came along to show him the ropes. But since they met he had been going around making friends, doing quests and progressing all on his own. Even if it was unwarranted, he felt like he owed her for what she had done for him. Even if she didn't realize it herself yet.
As they started to walk he would look down at his tiny friend, frowning slightly before turning his attention back to the path. "We're heading to the forges, if you don't mind. I've been doing a lot of crafting lately, and I just recently got to the point where I can make improved equipment." He couldn't help but notice how under-equipped she was. Seeing someone so young and scared unprotected only made him worry for her. "Why don't you let me make you something?"
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 19, 2016 20:50:01 GMT -6
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he idea that something she said could have an actual influence on someone baffled the girl. It didn't help that the words had been spoken during a... roleplay session. They were words fabricated for a character she was going to play in Sword Art Online, not her own. The girl gulped quietly before glancing down. Taking credit for something like that felt like lying. [break][break] Still, Prince couldn't bring herself to correct Farms when he spoke. Her eyes shifted to the hand on his shoulder before biting down on her lower lip nervously. As they started to walk, Prince blinked. The forges? Why were they going there? As Farms explained he had been crafting, the girl smiled softly. ”Eh? Oh, congratulations Farmsalot, I'm happy you found something you like to do in the game.” [break][break] In a place like this, having something that you enjoyed was important, right? Prince smiled softly as she glanced down. However, when he offered to make her something, she smiled softly. [break][break] ”Eh? You don't have to... I dont want to put you through any trouble.”[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by Farmsalot on Nov 22, 2016 12:30:28 GMT -6
Farms watched her out of the corner of his eye as they walked, still amazed that the jolly man he once knew was in reality this poor little thing. It was hard to imagine someone like her fighting. Still, a good set of armor was going to be important for everyone sooner or later, whether they're warriors or just someone waiting for all of this to blow over. One could never know what the game was going to throw at them, so it was important to always be prepared.
He smiled to himself, nodding slowly in agreement. "It's difficult to be away from home. At least having one or two things you can enjoy here will make the whole thing a little more bearable." Learning how to craft and how all the stats worked was the only thing that let him process things after the announcement. If he didn't have his work to serve as an outlet he couldn't be sure what state he would be in now. He may have still been on edge for all he knew. And that was no way to live life, even if it was a virtual one.
Farms chuckled softly as she predictably attempted to decline the offer. Head shook as he spoke, head turning to look down at the girl. "I insist. In fact, you'll be doing me a favor." Gaze returned to the path ahead, an amused smile appearing on his his face. "I just unlocked the ability to craft iron armor. I'm not sure how different it will be from working copper, but I'd like to give it a shot. You don't mind being a guinea pig do you?" Even as he asked the question he was trying to figure out what sort of armor he would make for her. A sweet little thing like her was going to need something cute...Could armor be cute?
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