A Recipe for Invitation. [Job]

Peace Village a place of the namesake, at least for a while as she had been tasked to retrieve a special fudge recipe for the competitor of a store. Walking towards the area she had been asked to meet them she would walk into an abandoned portion of the village as it had been recently hit by a mage fight. Looking around she could see decimated buildings and scattered belongings either charred from what could either be lightning or flames to even a large crater. As she continued to walk through this desolate and hopeless portion of the village the sounds of whispering could be heard causing her head to turn facing the client she had been called by, “And you are the one that hired me?” Her voice rang soft and cold sending chills up the client spine, “Yes, I require you to steal the recipe for me! And make sure it is gone before my competitor gets back! Otherwise they might know what is up!” Nodding her head she would grin, “Of course and if I get it back in said time more pay for me right?” With a nod he would send her off, “Yes, yes now GO!” With a jovial bow she would make her way back into the heart of the village slowly approaching the bakery street filled to the brim with bakers, pizza places and even the occasional sweets stand.

Her eyes searched slowly through the ebbing tides of the crowd looking around for her target as she would act like one of the people. Grabbing a small donut here or even a bit of bagels for testing purposes she would finally end up at the place she was hired to rob. To her the idea that anyone would do this in a way that would be subtle is a foolish and pathetic idea rather she decided to it her way. With a soft whistle eyes would go on her briefly before returning to their spots as Sayrn would wait the one she called would be there soon. In the middle of the crowd her aura almost seemed to part it as people would avoid walking near her almost like a scene of Moses parting the seas. Almost before Sayrn began to whistle again a rumbling of the earth was felt as from the skies themselves a dragon no taller than twenty feet dropped landing on five people in front of Sayrn herself crushing them with a highly audible crunch and squish of their bodies viscera spreading out from beneath the dragon’s feet. Hopping on top of the dragon she would smile wide with a twisted look on her face before showing off the mark of Savage Skull on the top of her breast, “I am Sayrn of Savage Skull~ I suggest you RUN!” With a quick moment she would form the black pool of pure corrosive venom beneath eight people they shoes and flesh melting quickly from the effects screams ringing out.

With another motion Sayrn would throw out a specialized venom striking a panicking child as they ran with their mother. Almost like a scene from a horror movie gas would begin to pour from the child body as they cried from the pain and collapsed the gas spreading the poison quickly through the crowd like a plague causing anyone else affect to become a conduit. Laughing all the while she would grin wildly as the final screams began to die with the people and the once loud and happy square became a dead silent place corpses with skin now turned pure red from her poisons and others turned to nothing from the more corrosive pool she had laid. Walking towards the competitor she would jump from her dragon and walk inside the deserted place using her corrosive blood by biting into her hand she would eat her way through the safe in the office. Once the recipe and all the others were secured she would repeat it all across the square to remove any suspicions from the client.

Making her way back to the abandoned portion she would would clap her hands and smile before finding the client by scent alone, “You seem to be hiding~” His eyes would turn to her with fear, “I-I never expected you to be back so soon! And those screams…” Waving her hands she would chuckle, “Don’t worry about it for now!~ A few got away anyways so there will be stories you can hear.” Handing them the recipes and even their own she would laugh, “I suggest you keep these hidden for a while, would not want to seem TOO suspicious no?” Looking at her the client would hand her the jewels and the bonus, “You know the deal though… R-Right?” Nodding her head she would begin to walk away and look back at him, “Deadly clear~ Silence is golden! And a two way street.” With her voice turning cold at the end she would leave the once peaceful village corpses in her wake and more jobs to do.