- Job Description:
Job Title: Shine Like the Moon!
Rank: A
Player Requirements: A-Ranked Wizard(s) or two B-Ranked Wizards. Thread must be 50 posts Long and each post must be 400 words long.
Job Requirements: Must defeat 3 Groups of Enemies. Must defeat either Werewolf Omega, or Werewolf Alpha; without killing them. Must either severely wound; or knock out the enemies without killing them.
The Confused and Raging Werewolves will attack each other if you make them angry enough at each other somehow.
Job Location: Haunted Village
Job Description: The Haunted Village, on the coast of the Graveyard Sea. Not a place for those of weak spirit or mind. Nestled at the foot of the Phoenix Mountains; the villagers here have long been wary of the Mountain above. However, outsiders are wary of the villagers themselves; as each fifty years, certain families from this village undergo a drastic transformation.
They are Lycan. Werewolves of the most ancient bloodlines. At least half of the village is composed of Werewolves. Normally; they have complete control of their transformations, and use their powers for good. Whether it be at home in Haunted Village, or around Fiore and the world at large.
However; every fifty years, a Perfect Moon rises over the Graveyard Sea; and into the skies over Haunted Village and Fiore at large. Everywhere else except Haunted Village; this is a site to behold, as many festivals, parties, and love birds enjoy the Perfect Moon to the fullest. However; the Magic Council is aware that on this eve; the Werewolf Clan in Haunted Village goes into a Berserker Rage; murdering their own fellow townsfolk, perhaps even their best of friends; and attempting to branch out across Fiore for one eve of feral bloodlust.
The Magic Council has sent a request too the Guilds; both Light and Dark, to send some of their more talented wizards too Haunted Village to prepare for the impending threat of Werewolves spreading across Fiore for a night of carnage.
The villagers themselves and refuse to believe that anything is going to go wrong. Shunning the village elders who were around for the last Perfect Moon fifty years ago.
Enemies:
Weak: Confused Werewolf x3 (B-Ranked, Hulk-Sized behemoth that is completely bewildered and out of control at it's sudden transformation. It's running speed on all fours is stupendous. It will use it's Razor Sharp Claws, and Fangs to rip and shred anything in it's way.Will become confused if too many flashy spells are used; and may attacks it's own kind. May also do a 'Calling Roar' within the first 2 posts it's around if it's not downed before the 3rd post. This will spawn yet another pack of Confused Werewolves who come running. Hopefully, your spells and attacks find their mark before a 3rd round. Takes 5 hits of B-Ranked damage to down each one of these beasts. )
Normal: Raging Werewolf x10 (A-Ranked, these Hulking furred behemoth's are foaming at the mouth. They move so quickly; they leave smoke trails behind them as they run at about 30MPH. They have a Sonic Howl attack that will shatter through any B-Ranked spell effects and cause a 'disoriented', Status if you fail block rolls. They are also strong enough to lift trees, and other things of similar weight. Their claws and fangs are sharp enough to cut and bite chunks of buildings away. Their fangs and claws are so strong; that even Magical Iron, Steel, and Ice B-Ranked and blow can be broken and crushed. Takes 10 hits of B-Ranked damage to down each one of these behemoths.)
Strong: Werewolf Omega (A-Ranked, this monstrous wolf has white fur. And can leap up to fifty feet at once; crushing anything it lands on. It's claws are sharp enough to slash through A-Ranked spells if it see's them coming or Blocks. It can easily dodge A-Ranked techniques as well. His claws and fangs are as sharp as a katana; and will deal A-Ranked damage with each slices, maul, or bite. He has a Mega Howl attack that rips up everything in it's path for 50 feet in front of Werewolf Omega in a burst of force that flips things over and causes weak construsts B-Ranked and below composed of anything to explode. His leaps are magnificent. Takes 15 hits of B-Ranked damage to take this white furred Lycan down.)
Boss: Werewolf Alpha (S-Ranked, with Golden fur like the finest coin; he glitters. The Alpha of the Haunted Village pack. This Lycan can slay Giants on it's own. He moves at 50 MPH with one spring in his step; and can jump 100 feet in any direction. There is no escaping this beast once he has your scent. His claws and fangs? Well, let's just say he shatters through all solid magical effects of A-Ranked and below with ease; snapping them in half like twigs. He is strong enough to grab a house by it's foundation, and just flip it. He deals S-Ranked damage with every slice; his claw swipes are so powerful, they cut the air; meaning he can slice at you and even if you dodge; something behind you is getting sliced. His mauls leave claw marks wherever they hit; whether it be Iron, Brick, the Ground itself. It does not matter to the Alpha. Takes 10 hits of A-Ranked damage to take this paragon of Lycanthropy down.)
Reward(s): The villagers, thankful their friends and family were spared gift ONLY one wizard with an Amulet of the Moon (Increases wearers Magic Power by 100% at night in the Moonlight) & an extra A ranks exp(added after bonus calculation)
There were rumors. Rumors of an ancient amulet that granted the wearer the blessing of the moonlight. No one really knew what it did or if it even existed, but if this rumored 'Amulet of the Moon' did exist, then it was sure to be 'hella valuable' as Mark had been told by several of the guildmates. And so, here he was, standing at the edge of the so-called Haunted Village, searching for an amulet that likely did not even exist. This was far from a phenomenal idea.
Mark's white cloak ruffled as he stepped forwards, and the golden chains the held it shut clicked ever so slightly. He also wore his trusty steel padded gloves and boot, along with a black t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, and cargo pants of the same color. The final piece of his outfit was comprised of the Archiving Lenses, magical contacts that gave him what could be called God's Eye vision--though he refrained from turning it on as it could be rather disorienting.
Mark took a couple more steps into the village before realizing he had absolutely no idea what he was looking for--randomly asking people would be suspicious, and yet roaming around aimlessly would take him nowhere, what to do? As he stood there in a daze, the sun began to recede, slowly but noticeably. And that was when he remembered the job request he'd seen a couple of days ago. Werewolves.Lycans. Oh fantastic, he was going to get mauled to death and it was all because of the goddamn pirates. Though he would normally have gotten the hell out of there because werewolves, he'd be mauled to death by pirates if he didn't find the amulet, and at least the werewolves wouldn't be drunk while doing the same thing.
Mark grumbled to himself and began to walk again, and eventually he encountered a few houses, he was quickly approaching whatever 'downtown' this ghost town had to offer, and that had to be the best place to start, maybe he'd luck out and find a shop or two. His boots clicked against the cobblestone sidewalk as Mark began to see signs of life, children playing here and there, teenagers making out in bushes here and there, it truly was like a normal town, just smaller and more lycan-y. Mark could see a central plaza only a couple blocks from where he was, he'd arrive there soon.
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