- Job Info:
- (Dark Job)
Job title:
Assassination Contract: The Copycat Gang
Rank:
C
Player Requirements:
- C rank
- Or two or more D rank mages,
Job Requirements:
- 250 words per post
- 20 posts
Job Location:
Phoenix Mountains
Job Description:
Normally we don't bat an eye when a group of unknown thugs are killing and plundering, in fact we would even encourage such behavior. Anything to keep the Council and their knights busy, instead of going after the dark guilds. If it wasn't for the fact that these particular group is waving the flag of the dark guilds every time the commit a crime.
It is an insult to think to the dark guilds, and creates unnecessary and unwanted attention to our own activity. So what we need you to do is to scout the area, and take out all the member of their petty little gang.
We don't care how you do it, you can surprise them by acting as if you are one of the traveling merchants who traverses through the mountains. Or you wait and follow them back to their hide out. Either way works, as long as the result is the same.
- The Azeron Alliance
Enemies:
You don't have to roll, instead there is a set amount of enemies you have to kill.
Toby the Defiler - D rank
Why he calls himself that no one knows, in fact it is a bit pompous for someone who results to such petty crimes as looting the wares of dead merchants. He wield two knives, but hasn't got a clue on how to handle it as an actual weapon.
Kim Strange - D rank
A teenager gone bad, unable to handle the mundane life and after she got in with a bad crowd. She couldn't stop. She mostly stands on the sidelines and waits for the rest to do the hard work. So that she can enjoy the spoils later on.
Randy Booklet - D rank
If there was a typical cliche on how a scumbag of a thug would look like it is him, bad hygiene rotten teeth. Poorly dressed in ragged clothes, and wielding blunt weapons as an axe or a club.
Wade Booklet - C rank
Randy's older brother, and just as much of a typical thug as him. However he at least knows how to wield a weapon, plus he is rather large in size as well. And wield what seems to be a heavy and painful to be hit with looking battle hammer.
Zack Storm - C rank
Someone who actually knows what he is doing, and it is unfortunate that he has to die. Since he is showing promise as a mage. His wind magic is superb for such a young age, and he can easily use it to cut through wooden carts.
Rewards:
12.000 Jewels
my sun...
It was night time as the girl yawned, her hand lifting to cover her mouth. She didn't know why she was so tired, nor why her body was nearly forcing her to go to sleep. Shuffling down the hall, her feet dragging the girl made her way to her room. It was had been about a week since she had been back and there wasn't much to going on. Sneaking back into the base was easy, no one knew her as she had been gone for so long, though she was slightly disappointed the Cirven bust her butt, but at the same time she was happy that he didn't, she wouldn't have to listen to him lecture her about leaving.
She had nearly reached her room when she nearly collapsed on her door, her body was wearing down on her, but she didn't want to fall in the hallway, instead she wanted to get to her bed so that it would hurt less when she woke up. Barely managing to lift her feet she pushed her door open and closed it before falling to the floor knocked out, completely asleep.
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Her eyes opened, but they were no longer the sky blue that they were when she first closed them, they were now silver and red, one of each. But instead of the lively feeling that would usually be addressed in them they were dreary and dark, without emotion.
The girl slowly stood up and stretched her hands above her head before tilting her head back and forth, cracking her neck. She slowly looked around with her dull eyes before walking to the bed and putting a couple pillows below the blankets and turning to her closet. She reached to the back where she knew that there were clothes that people had never seen in the daylight. Pulling them out they were all black with no signs of writing anywhere. A black dress, a black cloak, black under shorts, black high rise boots, and black thigh high socks. There was a small enchantment of the cloak that wouldn't allow doe the hood to come down unless it was pulled with enough force.
Pulling on the clothes, the girl looked at herself in the floor length mirror in the room, from Aliannah to the thief of the night, the new found killer, Alyia, the girl who once represented recovery and self discovery in hopes of becoming a good mage.
...shines for you
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