To Earthland... And Beyond (Evelyn~)

Job Title: To Earthland...And Beyond!

Rank: D

Player Requirements: Must be at least D-Rank and have joined a Guild or be a wandering mage. 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)

Evvy glanced around the area, surprised at how busy it was. She should have predicted that numerous crowds of people, including families, mage guild teams, and single parties like herself would be coming out to have their passports issued today. After all, it was basically a limited time offer, what with the Magic Council opening up Fiore's borders after an unnecessarily long period of time where they had been off limits to foreigners. The young woman sauntered a bit further into the clamoring mess of people, carefully making her way through, despite a few painful missteps that resulted in getting her toes smashed into the ground by careless strangers. Whenever she ventured into public places, Evvy always seemed to regret her decision to not wear coverings or shoes over her feet; nonetheless, she was once again glad for it after leaving the greatest parts of the mob behind. The girl strode up to the counter, already formulating what she was going to say to the clerk, in her mind. Hello sir, my name is Evelyn Wensley, and I would like to apply for a passport. I am a member of Blue Pegasus." Unfortunately, as soon as she reached the young man and began to start her miniature request speech, he immediately cut her off before she had gotten the second word out.

"Miss, you have to go to the back of the line now." Blinking with confusion, Evvy glanced behind her to find that a long trail of other citizens stood glaring at the girl, clutching papers in their hands. Presumably, they were also here to have a passport issued, but she was in no mood to wait. Turning back to the worker, the mage tried to reason with him, but she was shot down quickly a moment later. With a dejected sigh, Evvy reluctantly turned away from the counter and trudged to the back of the line, which was a great deal of a distance away. Clearly, she would be waiting for a while.


Evvy was dead tired of standing around doing nothing, so when the time finally came for her to step up to the clerk's desk, she did so with an enormous sigh of relief. By then, she had completely lost the ability to recall the somewhat brief speech she had originally created to ask for her passport in a polite way. Instead, the mage simply spoke with as much dignity and in the most diplomatic tone she could muster as she said, "Evelyn Wensley, Blue Pegasus." The young man nodded and fished out a file with her information before scrawling it inside a passport and stamping it twice. He then tossed it to Evvy, who was so wholly unprepared that she promptly dropped the document in the dirt. Biting her lip and ignoring the boisterous sounds of laughter coming from the others waiting behind her, the mage walked away without saying a word. Boy, was she glad that this entire process was over; it had been much more time consuming than she had anticipated. Clearly, people were anxious about getting themselves permission to cross over the border.