- Job Sheet:
- Job: The Watering Hole - Battle for the Beer!
Rank: B
Player Requirements: single or team. 3 B rank and 2 C rank mage max for team. 30 post minimum and 350 words per post.
Job Location: Mountain village
Job Description: "Damn it! I need some people I can rely on, people I know and trust. My tavern is being attacked nearly every day and night by some bastards who tasted my beer and got hooked on it! If they manage to steal my beer they might copy the formula and ruin me! My bouncers and some helpful travelers have been good so far, but I'm running out of time!
Please help me! If you can stop them all, kill or beat them to a pulp I don't care, I'll reward you handsomely! If you can do it without breaking any of my barrels you'll get even more! These people are getting on my last nerve and I really need people!
Hurry!"
Mission Objectives:
- Defeat all invading Beer Stealers
- Prevent all the beer from being stolen
Enemies: Beer Stealers
Magic: Dark and Gun Magic
Weak: Hired Thug- Being paid by the boss to assist in the stealing, these thugs have no magical use but carry a large arsenal of different types of guns; making them dangerous for any unwary foe.
Normal: Alcoholic Mage- a poor excuse for a mage, but one none the less, they are well skilled at dark magic and could do severe damage to those who do not take them seriously.
Strong: Moonshiner apprentice- still learning the ways of the moonshine, these people are nothing to be trifled with; they can use both dark magic and gun magic without a problem, alternating between the two.
Boss: Gragas, the Moonshiner- A very large ten foot behemoth of a man with a body to match. His body has a diameter of 2 and a half meters, reaching about seven to eight feet wide. He would wear no shirt, and wear only overalls made for his specific size. He has a large brown beard and mustauch stained from his home made brew. Despite being large structure, he is quite fast and has amazing strength. He carries around a large double barrel shot gun with barrels half the size of his arms, and almost as wide as his fist. He is well adept to using some magic as well, and is normally seen carrying a large Cask on his back for long trips away from home to restock.
Abilities: Gragas can channel magic into his body to give him a heavy charge, rushing towards his targets with an unstoppable force to smash through trees, large boulders, and sometimes break down reinforced metal doors.
Shotgun Frenzy: Using his shotgun, and channeling some magic into it, Gragas lets out a large consistent spray of dark matter that destroys defense before dealing burning damage to his targets.
Cask explosion: Getting angered enough to the point of throwing one of his many Casks on his person, Gragas fills it up with dark magic and hurls it towards his targets, creating an explosion large enough to knock anything not bolted to the ground five meters away, dealing significant blunt damage.
Refill: Grags pulls out one of his Casks and takes a giant swig of his home made Moon Shine, powering himself up with it being tainted by dark magic. It refills up his stamina, and increases his physical attack power by double for a short duration (Three posts)
Reward: 15,000 Jewels
The Watering Hole | Solo | B Ranked Request
Janneline Ariel
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Lineage : Malefic Illusions
Position : None
Posts : 592
Guild : Savage Skull
Cosmic Coins : 6
Dungeon Tokens : 0
Experience : 0
Character Sheet
First Skill: ЯɛǪʋιρ; Ƭнɛ Ɖιʌιиιтʏ
Second Skill:
Third Skill:
Janneline Ariel- - - - -
Lineage : Malefic Illusions
Position : None
Posts : 592
Guild : Savage Skull
Cosmic Coins : 6
Dungeon Tokens : 0
Experience : 0
Character Sheet
First Skill: ЯɛǪʋιρ; Ƭнɛ Ɖιʌιиιтʏ
Second Skill:
Third Skill:
- Post n°2
Re: The Watering Hole | Solo | B Ranked Request
by Janneline Ariel 31st December 2014, 9:16 am
GOD DAMN IT!
A feminine voice resonated through the always silent guildhall. A crash was heard, as if something heavy had fallen from a considerable height. A small yellow cat jumped, frightened by the sudden noise. Cursing under its breath, the cat got up on its two feet and headed over towards a brightly illuminated room, the door of which was open, the yelling and noises coming from it. Cauteously, the cat approached it, peeking over from the doorframe, just to see a girl with long, raven haired girl lying on the floor, breathing hard. Janna! The cat yelled, running towards the girl. As he arrived next to her head, she turned to him, anger and sadness visible in her grayish-blue eyes. I can't, Isao. I can't acess my pocket dimension. I can't put any armory or weaponry in it. I just can't. She sighed, trying to calm herself down, passing a hand through her hair. First my appearance changed, and now my pocket dimension is sealed. What the hell is going on with me? Did I lose my magic?
Isao stared at his owner with worry. She didn't remember a thing that had happened that night, in the Haunted Village. She didn't remember Hemera bringing her back to the guild, nothing. The exceed doubted wether it was a good decision to tell her the truth, that her magic didn't dissapear, it just... changed. Patting her slightly, Isao sighed in annoyment. This was screwed up. Really screwed up. Now, now. Your magic is still there... Perhaps it changed or something.
That made Janna react. Perhaps not how Isao had expected, but it was some progress. In the second he stated that it changed, she shot up, sitting, leaning against the wall of her room. Extending an arm, she attempted to summon a sword, but, regardless of her efforts, she barely managed to summon a small spark. This made her even more upset. Covering her eyes with her left hand, she scratched the back of her head, passing her hands through her perfectly combed raven hair. This can't be happening... She muttered, sounding extremely exhausted. It's all because of that angel girl. Ever since she came in my life, everything is going wrong. I wish she never appeared... Getting up, Janna kicked a nearby metal armor, sending it to the other side of the room, although the armor was of considerable strength. Staring at it for a second, Janna looked at her foot, then at her reflection in the mirror. It was impossible for a girl of such fragile appearance to kick something so heavy with such ease. Her eyes widening, she turned around, crouched and took Isao in her hands, at a speed that was surprising. You know what is going on here. Spill it now, or I will make sure you visit hell.
Isao trembled slightly, and sighed. First off, darling, I've already seen hell. He clarified, attempting to bite Janna's hand, so she can let him go. You're a girl of considerable intelligence, I have to admit that. Certainly, I do know what's going on. But, I'll explain it to you in one condition.
Janna raised her eyebrow, crossing her hands over her chest. Do you think you're in the position to place conditions? She asked, her voice cold, although she was smirking. Isao grinned in return, climbing Janna's bed, and taking a piece of paper. Considering I am the only one that knows what's going on, yes, I am. He said, handing Janna the paper as she rolled her eyes. Prepare, darling, we're going on a request.
-601/350-
-1/30-
A feminine voice resonated through the always silent guildhall. A crash was heard, as if something heavy had fallen from a considerable height. A small yellow cat jumped, frightened by the sudden noise. Cursing under its breath, the cat got up on its two feet and headed over towards a brightly illuminated room, the door of which was open, the yelling and noises coming from it. Cauteously, the cat approached it, peeking over from the doorframe, just to see a girl with long, raven haired girl lying on the floor, breathing hard. Janna! The cat yelled, running towards the girl. As he arrived next to her head, she turned to him, anger and sadness visible in her grayish-blue eyes. I can't, Isao. I can't acess my pocket dimension. I can't put any armory or weaponry in it. I just can't. She sighed, trying to calm herself down, passing a hand through her hair. First my appearance changed, and now my pocket dimension is sealed. What the hell is going on with me? Did I lose my magic?
Isao stared at his owner with worry. She didn't remember a thing that had happened that night, in the Haunted Village. She didn't remember Hemera bringing her back to the guild, nothing. The exceed doubted wether it was a good decision to tell her the truth, that her magic didn't dissapear, it just... changed. Patting her slightly, Isao sighed in annoyment. This was screwed up. Really screwed up. Now, now. Your magic is still there... Perhaps it changed or something.
That made Janna react. Perhaps not how Isao had expected, but it was some progress. In the second he stated that it changed, she shot up, sitting, leaning against the wall of her room. Extending an arm, she attempted to summon a sword, but, regardless of her efforts, she barely managed to summon a small spark. This made her even more upset. Covering her eyes with her left hand, she scratched the back of her head, passing her hands through her perfectly combed raven hair. This can't be happening... She muttered, sounding extremely exhausted. It's all because of that angel girl. Ever since she came in my life, everything is going wrong. I wish she never appeared... Getting up, Janna kicked a nearby metal armor, sending it to the other side of the room, although the armor was of considerable strength. Staring at it for a second, Janna looked at her foot, then at her reflection in the mirror. It was impossible for a girl of such fragile appearance to kick something so heavy with such ease. Her eyes widening, she turned around, crouched and took Isao in her hands, at a speed that was surprising. You know what is going on here. Spill it now, or I will make sure you visit hell.
Isao trembled slightly, and sighed. First off, darling, I've already seen hell. He clarified, attempting to bite Janna's hand, so she can let him go. You're a girl of considerable intelligence, I have to admit that. Certainly, I do know what's going on. But, I'll explain it to you in one condition.
Janna raised her eyebrow, crossing her hands over her chest. Do you think you're in the position to place conditions? She asked, her voice cold, although she was smirking. Isao grinned in return, climbing Janna's bed, and taking a piece of paper. Considering I am the only one that knows what's going on, yes, I am. He said, handing Janna the paper as she rolled her eyes. Prepare, darling, we're going on a request.
-601/350-
-1/30-
