Wanderlust: part 1

Having done three jobs in Magnolia, wanderlust began to set in for the novice poison mage. Nemuru grabbed two D-ranked missions at random noticing that they weren’t even located in the same town. Pulling out a battered map of Fiore, her eyes searched for the target locations before even reading what the missions entailed.

Nemuru groaned inwardly as she realized the two were nearly an equal distance away from Magnolia, in the opposite directions. Clover Town was the home of Blue Pegasus and could be reached via the railway. However, as she felt the weight of her coin purse, Nemuru was hesitant to take that option, afraid to spare even a single jewel. As she read through that mission, Nemuru paused. The reward was significant for the simple task of keeping house. Not even bothering to eye the her other task, Nemuru headed for the train station.

A few minutes and jewels later, Nemuru was comfortably aboard the train. The poison mage watched the countryside pass by with a bored expression on her face. With a sigh she leaned back taking the opportunity to get some rest.
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Soon enough, too soon for her nap to end, the mage was in Clover Town. The introduction and details with the client went smooth enough. The task list seemed daunting for the long weekend but Nemuru felt she was capable of handling it.

The roof seemed the biggest issue to Nemuru, and the most time consuming. Luckily all the supplies she needed had been stacked in the yard and a ladder leaned against the house. At least I don’t have to go digging through someone’s stuff, she mused. The roofing nails went in her pocket, and hammer hooked through a loop in her jacket. Carrying the replacement tiles in her left hand, she scaled the wobbly old ladder.

Though she had little experience at the task, it was simple enough to remove the broken tiles and toss them off the roof. Carefully, Nemuru hammered in the replacements. Tears filled her eyes as the mage smashed her own finger. Yet, Nemuru endured the task til she had completed it. Surveying her work, the mage gave a nod of satisfaction. She climbed back down the ladder and collected the broken tiles as the sun set, piling them safely out of the way.
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The member 'Nemuru' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

'Monster Dice' :

The exhausted mage opened the door only to be assaulted by a massive swarm of fruit flies. She swatted at them with her hands in irritation. As Nemuru peeked inside with narrowed eyes, the mage decided the task was more daunting than she thought. With a sigh, she slammed the door closed. Curling up out near the ladder, she went to try to sleep on the cold ground. The poison mage stared up at the stars in frustration as she began to organize her plan of attack. I’ll need this and that, oh and one of those! No wonder this job offered so many jewels as a reward. Her thoughts reflected the irritation she felt at her recent string of luck.

Her night was a sleepless one. That evil dog, Frank was it? That’s what the client called him. How can a dog that small howl all night. With a grunt, Nemuru got up at dawn to head to that general store she saw in town to purchase all she needed to counter the bug problem.

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An hour later, armed with a bag of supplies Nemuru headed back to the house. The shopkeeper laughed at her when he saw everything she grabbed. As he ran out the bug zapper, the spray and the fly swatter, he quipped “got a big bug problem, eh?” Nemuru blushed and shoved the jewels at him as she grabbed the bag. “Have a nice day!” The shopkeeper yelled t the mage’s retreating back with a sigh.

Pulling her jacket over her mouth and nose as a mask, the poison mage opened the door. Immediately, Nemuru unleashed the spray on the cloud of flies. Hurrying inside, she set up the bug zappers and rushed back out, tears running down her face. The poison mage sat on the porch and slumped as she struggled to catch her breath. She listened as the bug zapper went off repeatedly. Making a mental note to clean that mess up later, the mage thought back to the client’s list.
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The next step in her plan was to deal with the neighbor’s dog. The client said he kept getting into the yard. Nemuru intended to figure out where and how he was getting in. The yard was fenced in with six foot wood planks. The mage highly doubted a small dog could jump over that. So, more than likely he had dug his way under. She walked slowly along the edge of the fence until she heard growling and snarling. There, within the weeds, was a shallow hole.

The ugliest looking mutt she’d ever seen as trying to squeeze himself through at her. “Haaa! Back with you!” Nemuru yelled at the animal. He yelped with surprise at the person who didn’t run away screaming. Quickly, Nemuru found a rock and stuffed in the hole. Then, she pushed the displaced dirt back around it, tamping it down around the fence. All the noteworthy tasks out of the way, she headed back in. All that was left was the simple cleanup and to wait for the client’s return. In the end, this job had been well worth the payout.
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