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- Job Details:
- Job Title: A Wizard's Grace
Rank: D-Ranked Wizard (Solo Only)
Player Requirements: Thread must be 20 posts long. 200 Words per post. May only be completed ONCE by the character attempting the Job.
Job Requirements: Must defeat at least 5 groups of Plant Demons! Without using magic that can damage the crops and farms of Beanstalk Village! If the Boss is rolled; the curse on the crops will disappear; but you now have to face off against the Dark Wizard who cursed them in the first place!
Job Location: Beanstalk Village
Job Description: Beanstalk Village; nestled in the most northern forests of Fiore alongside the Clover River. This village is responsible for a good bit of Fiore's farm and produce production alongside River Village, and Peace Village. Everything from vegetables, too beef, too steak, too pork can come from here.
However; all crops in the village; have whithered and grown thorns. Quite strange no? They also glow with a strange light; as if some kind of bad magics are at work; holding the crops into this foul state.
There aren't any wizards in the village; so they're completely baffled how entire crop fields of wheat, corn, and tomatoes could just sprout black thorns, wither, and glow. It's very, very, VERY; strange to them.
However; when you arrive; the cursed plants react to your magic power; revealing to the villagers the source of the problem. Plant Demons; feeding off of their crops.
The Plant Demons appear; popping up in waves. They look quite cute; each Plant Demon either has a head and body made up of whatever vegetable it is; with thin white legs and arms; and glowing red eyes with a mouth that they love to use to eat real crops; and too trash talk.
They will pop out of the ground randomly when they sense Magic Power for the first time in Beanstalk Village; and attack. The curse will wear off when you dispose of the Plant Demons.
Enemies:
Weak: Tomato Plant Demon x10 (D-Ranked, these Demons are real trash talkers; nothing is off limits to them. With a body like a giant tomato. Despite their tough talk; they're very weak and go down in just two hits of D-Ranked damage each; they will try to belly flop and body slam their opponents; their special technique is 'Tomato Juice Cannon'; which blasts their opponent with a stream of ketchup from their mouth; careful it packs a punch and deals D-Ranked damage and knockback that will lift you off your feet if hit.)
Normal: Corn Plant Demon x5 (D-Ranked, these Demons have a body like a giant corn cob. They don't talk tough; but think themselves very stylish. They will attempt to body flop, and body ram opponents much like the Tomato Plant Demons. Their special technique is 'Corn Corn Cannon' in which they exhale a stream of Corn, flying at bullet speed. They hurt like hell; equivalent to almost having baseballs thrown at you. Enough of them will K.O even tough wizards. This deals C-Ranked damage if hit. The Corn Plant Demons go down in 3 hits of D-Ranked damage each.)
Strong: Broccolli Plant Demon x10 (C-Ranked, these demons have a body like broccolli with glowing red eyes. They are very fast; and will charge opponents quickly with shoulder rams, and punches. Their special technique is 'Broccolli Swat'; in which they cock their body back like a gigantic fly swatter, and slam their Broccolli heads down on their opponent in a gigantic smash. This deals C-Ranked damage, and can K.O quite easily. If caught off guard you will be slow to move around and be sore for the next post. The Broccolli Plant Demons go down in 5 hits of D-Ranked damage each.)
Boss: Dark Wizard (The one who put the curse on the entire Farmlands of Beanstalk Village; this guy is not to be trifled with. He is an middle aged man with an extremely impressive beard; wearing dark robes. He uses Curse Magic. Once per turn; he will try to make one of your limbs like jelly, as well as cause you to see and hear things that aren't there. His Curse spells can do everything from make you blind, make you not able to hear, paralyze one limb, make you not be able to speak, and the ability to make your own spells backfire on you. If you roll a 'Failed Block'; you will be Cursed with one of these effects, takes 15 hits of D-Ranked damage to bring this guy down.)
Reward: 10,000 Jewels and Triple Experience (3 D-Ranked Jobs Completed)
The weather was nice as calm, the sky a vast vibrant ocean of azure blue with a mix of pale white fluffy clouds. A soothing breeze flowing throughout the peaceful locale known to all as Beanstalk Village. The serene weather give the village's residents no reprieve from their current suffering. They were facing near financial ruin at this point, all of their vegetative crops had suddenly begun to die within the more recent weeks. The once healthy tan wheat fields, the once light green corn stalks that by this time of year should have begun sprouting lush ears of sweet yellow corn, and even the tomato fields that over the centuries had become quite infamous for their irresistible flavor all not withered and blackened. Someone or something was threatening their livelihood, which is what made a certain flame-wielding idiot from the infamously destructive Fairy Tail guild take up the task of resolving their unsavory situation.
Not far from the center of the village, stood a lone male. One could tell from his appearance and manner of dress he definitely wasn't a local. He has short yet sort of lengthy black hair and matching black eyes that told the tale of one who lived for adventure. His skin tone being somewhat tanned, yet still seemed for the most part, to be quite average in its pigmentation. Atop his head rest a straw hat that red a red cloth band stitched into it. He wore a three-fourth's lengthed long-sleeved red cardigan left open exposing his toned chest which bore a large x-shaped scar in the epicenter of his torso. His legs being adorned by a pair of black shots with puffy white funnel fur around the leg holes. These pants secured by a yellow sash wrapped and left with two symmetrical tails hanging off to the right side. Upon his feet rest a pair of sandals held in place by black strings. All in all one might mistake the mage for a pirate, they would be dead wrong of course.
This males name was Krow, or least that was the name he gave people, perhaps his real name was something he saw as a curse rather than a blessing. Who knows and who really cares? The matter of his name wasn't important, what was important, was that he was here to save this village even if he'd rather just eat all their meat-based products and be on his merry way. The male snickered cheerfully before inhaling deeply. He would then let loose all this gathered oxygen in the form of an unnecessarily loud announcement of his arrival, "Oi, my names Krow and I'm here to save your asses!! So get out here already!!" The youth exclaimed now grinning cheerfully. In a matter of minutes all the ti-pis were vacant as were the hollowed poles. The whole village coming to see what the commotion was.
The villages chief stepping forth from the crowd. "So you are the young mage that has been sent to aid us in our time of need? I must say, I was expecting someone taller and perhaps more famous. I've never heard the name Krow before." The elderly man said will clear doubt as to the mages ability to handle their situation. The mage didn't seem to take too well to being doubted. This being evident by how he had crouched down in front of the old man scowling at him. "So you'd rather Stupid Heero or the Flaming Bird Brain save your asses, huh? Maybe I should just reduce your stupid crops to a smoldering pile of ashed, pops." He snapped at the old man as flame emerged from and ripped off of the males flesh dissipating as they were sucked into the sky above. "No. Not at all. One with a spirit such as your own, is the only kind of person worthy of saving us. We wish you luck young mage." The village chief said with an oddly optimistic smile upon his maw. "Good. Then sit back and stay outta my way." The mage said as he walked off in the direction of the effected crops.
Not far from the center of the village, stood a lone male. One could tell from his appearance and manner of dress he definitely wasn't a local. He has short yet sort of lengthy black hair and matching black eyes that told the tale of one who lived for adventure. His skin tone being somewhat tanned, yet still seemed for the most part, to be quite average in its pigmentation. Atop his head rest a straw hat that red a red cloth band stitched into it. He wore a three-fourth's lengthed long-sleeved red cardigan left open exposing his toned chest which bore a large x-shaped scar in the epicenter of his torso. His legs being adorned by a pair of black shots with puffy white funnel fur around the leg holes. These pants secured by a yellow sash wrapped and left with two symmetrical tails hanging off to the right side. Upon his feet rest a pair of sandals held in place by black strings. All in all one might mistake the mage for a pirate, they would be dead wrong of course.
This males name was Krow, or least that was the name he gave people, perhaps his real name was something he saw as a curse rather than a blessing. Who knows and who really cares? The matter of his name wasn't important, what was important, was that he was here to save this village even if he'd rather just eat all their meat-based products and be on his merry way. The male snickered cheerfully before inhaling deeply. He would then let loose all this gathered oxygen in the form of an unnecessarily loud announcement of his arrival, "Oi, my names Krow and I'm here to save your asses!! So get out here already!!" The youth exclaimed now grinning cheerfully. In a matter of minutes all the ti-pis were vacant as were the hollowed poles. The whole village coming to see what the commotion was.
The villages chief stepping forth from the crowd. "So you are the young mage that has been sent to aid us in our time of need? I must say, I was expecting someone taller and perhaps more famous. I've never heard the name Krow before." The elderly man said will clear doubt as to the mages ability to handle their situation. The mage didn't seem to take too well to being doubted. This being evident by how he had crouched down in front of the old man scowling at him. "So you'd rather Stupid Heero or the Flaming Bird Brain save your asses, huh? Maybe I should just reduce your stupid crops to a smoldering pile of ashed, pops." He snapped at the old man as flame emerged from and ripped off of the males flesh dissipating as they were sucked into the sky above. "No. Not at all. One with a spirit such as your own, is the only kind of person worthy of saving us. We wish you luck young mage." The village chief said with an oddly optimistic smile upon his maw. "Good. Then sit back and stay outta my way." The mage said as he walked off in the direction of the effected crops.
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