- Mission Statement / Job Sheet:
Job: Mercenaries
Rank: C
Player Requirements: Minimum of 10 posts per player, 250 words each
Job Requirements: minimum of 2 C-rank, 3 D-rank or one C and 1 D-rank mage
Job Location: Royal Castle
Job Description:
The client, Markus Strauss, has a small problem. He is a politician and as a result has many enemies. Over the past few months there have been 8 assassination attempts on him. His wife Marie Strauss is worried about her husband’s well-being and would like to have some mage guard him. Seeing as to how her husband is too “dignified” to ask for help, she would like you to guard him secretly.
Enemies: Assassins – These guys are usually in groups of 2-6 people and carry a different variety of weapons. They are agile and well coordinated and can prove to be a challenge for even C-ranks. They will always aim for their intended target as a priority.
Weak- 2
Normal- 4
Strong-6
Reward:1500 or nothing if Markus spots you or he gets assassinated
Heero was sleeping on top of the caravan too Royal Castle. Arms folded on his head and completely comfortable. Oh man, the good times. There was nothing more that Heero loved, well, maybe a full plate. An anime bubble would be expanding, and shrinking on Heero's nose, as one of his two teammates, Ken and Ren, likely drove the carriage.
They'd been contracted for the protection of some Nobleman living in Royal Castle Town. Heero didn't mind protecting the big wigs, often time they were regular people just like he and his friends. Though some were as corrupt as could be; others simply were trying too make a way, despite their apparent fortunes.
Heero himself came from a well off family, however they struggled to keep up with bills too take care of their lavish lifestyle. So Heero had moved out in an attempt too alleviate one more dinner plate from the table. He'd never admit this too his mother; but it was the main reason.
Heero continued too sleep lazily on top of their carriage as it went; Team Storm Bringer approached Royal Castle off in the distance. Thought bubbles with steak, and sushi began too pop up over Heero, as a dumb smile crept upon the his sleeping face, the large sleep bubble from his nose still expanding and shrinking.
He wondered who wanted their client too be non-existant. He then wondered why. Several hilarious dreams and thought bubbles would appear, elaborate stories in which Heero cast their client as the ultimate villain; some Dark Wizard of some sort who was secretly pulling strings for the Dark Guilds. Heero began too laugh while sleeping, and rolled over on the cart as it bumped once; awaking him.
"?!" he looked around displeased for a moment, but then smiled at the sight ahead. "Oh are we here already?" Heero reached too his left and slung his longsword over his back, sitting indian style atop the caravan, his keys jingling on right side of his vest, visible on their ring attached too it.
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