- Job info:
Job Title: Too Earthland...And Beyond!
Rank: D
Player Requirements: Must be at least D-Rank and have joined a Guild. If you've joined a Dark Guild, you must claim too be from one of the Light Guilds or your passport will not be issued. If you wish, you can buy a Passport for 5k at the end of the Job regardless of Guild affiliation.
Job Requirements: 5 posts. 100 words per post.
Job Location: Hargeon Town or Rose Garden
Job Description: A huge line of bustling people are going nuts in front of the Docks, it looks like Wall Street on a bad day. Families, children, old folks attempting to go on vacation; everyone's clamoring for a Passport! Count Sparrow and the Magic Council have reopened Fiore's borders to outsiders, and in turn, have opened the borders too Seven, Bosco, and Minstrel as a show of peace.
Fiore, along with Bellum and Seven has always produced some of the most skilled wizards in all of Earthland; and so, the Magic Council has decided to offer the services of our wizards here in Fiore abroad in other Nations (for a hefty fee of course!); obtain your passport! Cut in line! Or wait in line! Do whatever is necessary! Because people are going crazy trying to get their entire families Passports registered!
Enemies: (None)
Reward: Passport (Access to International Jobs and Casual RPing in Other Nations)
The wind blew profusely, as the young mage held on tightly to the steel bar next to him. Mathurin stood on the highest point in all of Hargeon, standing from the clock tower. He could see the masses of citizens, moving about like tiny insects. This caused a small smile to stream across Mathurin's bored face. He lazily brushed a long dread lock back from in front of his face, to behind his ear. The young mage leaped forward and began to soar down toward the town square. Mathurin landed on top of a very large umbrella that broke his fall, allowing him to land safely.
"Aye, Aye..." Mathurin said as he slowly yawned walking into the long line. He wasn't exactly sure what the line was about, so figured he would ask the closest insect to his right.
"You there..." Mathurin spoke to the middle aged man in a dark and cold tone. His face was free of any emotion, and he stared directly into the man's soul.
"uhh...y-yes?" The man responded in a slightly timid voice as he took a half a step backwards. He could feel a strange sensation from around this child, as if nothing but negativity surrounded him. Mathurin proceeded to ask the man a few questions, until he was satisfied with the answers. A passport? He began to ponder about the many different things he could find in a different nation. Unclaimed treasures, vicious magical beasts, and a multitude of other things began to build an uncontrollable excitement inside of Mathurin.
"So what guild are you from?"The older man asked of Mathurin as he began to roll up his shirt sleeves. The older mage revealed a bright orange Fairy tail tattoo. Oblivious to the situation, Mathurin quickly showed his,Savage Skull, tattoo proudly to the mage. The man let out a quick gasp, and looked over horrified towards Mathurin's absolutely beaming smile. Although completely aware that he shouldn't have alerted anyone, Mathurin had a love for causing a ruckus. The mage turned around immediately, and faced forward, pretending that Mathurin did not stand directly behind him. Mathurin leaned forward slightly as he grasped the mans right shoulder tightly. He began to whisper into the man's ears, suggesting that he lie to the event organizers about Mathurin's guild affiliation.
"Don't worry about it ole chap...heh" Mathurin would say into his ear in a calm voice. The man caved to the pressure and alerted them that Mathurin was a new member of Fairy Tail, and lacked all of the vital paperwork. Trusting the word spoken by the man, they processed Mathurin and awarded him his very own passport as well. Mathurin looked over towards the older wizard who was quickly departing the city, looking back towards Mathurin. The young Savage Skull mage smiled evilly towards the man who left in a rush. Mathurin soon followed him, leaving this worthless city behind. Nothing sparked his interest, and he was ready for his next dangerous job.
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