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- Job Title: A Wizard's Grace
Rank: D-Ranked Wizard (Solo Only)
Player Requirements: Thread must be 20 posts long. 200 Words per post.
Job Requirements: Must defeat at least 5 groups of Plant Demons! Without using magic that can damage the crops and farms of Beanstalk Village! If the Boss is rolled; the curse on the crops will disappear; but you now have to face off against the Dark Wizard who cursed them in the first place!
Job Location: Beanstalk Village
Job Description: Beanstalk Village; nestled in the most northern forests of Fiore alongside the Clover River. This village is responsible for a good bit of Fiore's farm and produce production alongside River Village, and Peace Village. Everything from vegetables, too beef, too steak, too pork can come from here.
However; all crops in the village; have whithered and grown thorns. Quite strange no? They also glow with a strange light; as if some kind of bad magics are at work; holding the crops into this foul state.
There aren't any wizards in the village; so they're completely baffled how entire crop fields of wheat, corn, and tomatoes could just sprout black thorns, wither, and glow. It's very, very, VERY; strange to them.
However; when you arrive; the cursed plants react to your magic power; revealing to the villagers the source of the problem. Plant Demons; feeding off of their crops.
The Plant Demons appear; popping up in waves. They look quite cute; each Plant Demon either has a head and body made up of whatever vegetable it is; with thin white legs and arms; and glowing red eyes with a mouth that they love to use to eat real crops; and too trash talk.
They will pop out of the ground randomly when they sense Magic Power for the first time in Beanstalk Village; and attack. The curse will wear off when you dispose of the Plant Demons.
Enemies:
Weak: Tomato Plant Demon x10 (D-Ranked, these Demons are real trash talkers; nothing is off limits to them. With a body like a giant tomato. Despite their tough talk; they're very weak and go down in just two hits of D-Ranked damage each; they will try to belly flop and body slam their opponents; their special technique is 'Tomato Juice Cannon'; which blasts their opponent with a stream of ketchup from their mouth; careful it packs a punch and deals D-Ranked damage and knockback that will lift you off your feet if hit.)
Normal: Corn Plant Demon x5 (D-Ranked, these Demons have a body like a giant corn cob. They don't talk tough; but think themselves very stylish. They will attempt to body flop, and body ram opponents much like the Tomato Plant Demons. Their special technique is 'Corn Corn Cannon' in which they exhale a stream of Corn, flying at bullet speed. They hurt like hell; equivalent to almost having baseballs thrown at you. Enough of them will K.O even tough wizards. This deals C-Ranked damage if hit. The Corn Plant Demons go down in 3 hits of D-Ranked damage each.)
Strong: Broccolli Plant Demon x10 (C-Ranked, these demons have a body like broccolli with glowing red eyes. They are very fast; and will charge opponents quickly with shoulder rams, and punches. Their special technique is 'Broccolli Swat'; in which they cock their body back like a gigantic fly swatter, and slam their Broccolli heads down on their opponent in a gigantic smash. This deals C-Ranked damage, and can K.O quite easily. If caught off guard you will be slow to move around and be sore for the next post. The Broccolli Plant Demons go down in 5 hits of D-Ranked damage each.)
Boss: Dark Wizard (The one who put the curse on the entire Farmlands of Beanstalk Village; this guy is not to be trifled with. He is an middle aged man with an extremely impressive beard; wearing dark robes. He uses Curse Magic. Once per turn; he will try to make one of your limbs like jelly, as well as cause you to see and hear things that aren't there. His Curse spells can do everything from make you blind, make you not able to hear, paralyze one limb, make you not be able to speak, and the ability to make your own spells backfire on you. If you roll a 'Failed Block'; you will be Cursed with one of these effects, takes 15 hits of D-Ranked damage to bring this guy down.)
Reward: 10,000 Jewels
I've been out there and seen the things she's made
Why was so much weird stuff happening in Beanstalk Village?
The same herbalist that had contacted him from before had sent a job specifically for him. Mythal had honestly expected it to be a continuation of his last job; plucking a specimen from the odd flower that had sprouted there. And while it had something to do with crops, it didn’t seem to exactly mesh with the former job. She explained in her posting that the crops that were grown in Beanstalk and widely distributed throughout Fiore had completely withered up. But rather than simply dying off, they had become thorny and were even covered in a strange glow during the late night hours. Three was no one else she could turn to so she had asked him to come and investigate what seemed like a bad magical infection.
Mythal arrived in the evening, finding his way through northern forests by smell alone. As he walked up the hill to the village, he could already see the strange glow emanating off the farmlands nearby. He stared at the crops as he walked to the herbalist’s house, rapping the door twice. The door swung open fiercely, the short woman once again greeting him with the craziest of looks. “Good! You’re here! It’s about time! Do you see the light? I believe some kind of magic has gotten into the ground and was absorbed in through the roots.”
"I-…”
She cut him off. “I attempted to tend to one of the plants but thought better of it; after the disease that came from those other strange flowers, I didn’t want to chance a greater danger to the village. You know we don’t have any mages here so I had to reach out to someone I knew.”
"Well-…”
Once again, stopped before he could start. “And then I figured ‘Hey! Why not ask Mythal to come back? He helped you with the flower and never got hurt so it stands to reason that-…”
It was the God Slayer’s turn. "I will take care of the stupid plant problem, geez,” he insisted, throwing his hands up. "No one’s touched them, right?”
“No; once they noticed the problem, I came to investigate and forbade them from harvesting. It wouldn’t matter anyways as the crops are-…”
"Dead, right,” Mythal cut her off again, waving her off. "Gimme a minute, will ya?” With that, he turned away from the door and walked over to the closest field. It was like walking through a Halloween attraction; the ground was glowing an eerie green and purple from the strange lights given off by the crops. Mythal walked up to the closest setting, glancing at the small sign where a cartoon corn ear had been drawn. He examined the corn stalk in front of him, taking note of the black leaves sprouting from the thin arms and the wreath of vines that wrapped around all the way to the top.
Sighing, he reached forward and took ahold of one of the corn ears, twisting it and finally pulling it free. The kernels were as black as his own magic but oddly enough, they weren’t rotting. He turned the crop over and around, taking it in from each angle. Then he extended a single finger and prodded it.
The damn thing came alive. Suddenly the golden color of its kernels returned, along with two round eyes near its top and a pair of legs and arms punching through the exterior. Mythal’s twisted in confusion, giving the magicked ear a perfect opening to ram it’s face against his.
"Gah! Son of a bitch!” Mythal snapped, stumbling back a step and rubbing his face. As he cared for himself, the corn demon flipped through the air and landed on the ground in a dramatic pose. It brought its hands together and clapped once. From the other stalks around it, more demons emerged, the corn ears coming alive and leaping down to the ground. Once five of them had come together, they each struck a glowing and pride-filled pose like a pair of dancers.
The God Slayer stared at them, his head cocked to the side. "Well this sure is different from the other plants,” he said, actual awe in his tone. The five corn demons changed their poses, each one thrusting a kerneled hand at him and pointing. "Alright then. Dinner’s served!” Mythal shot back, cloaking his arm in his magic to create the gauntlet. Then as the corny group leapt at him, he swung that same arm at them, knocking each one away from him in tandem.
As each one hit the ground, Mythal followed after them, slamming his fist downwards to crush them beneath his knuckles. The corns were flattened instantly, their kernels and corn juice splashing all over the tilled ground. One by one Mythal struck them until they had all been felled.
“Really? Dinner’s served?”
The same herbalist that had contacted him from before had sent a job specifically for him. Mythal had honestly expected it to be a continuation of his last job; plucking a specimen from the odd flower that had sprouted there. And while it had something to do with crops, it didn’t seem to exactly mesh with the former job. She explained in her posting that the crops that were grown in Beanstalk and widely distributed throughout Fiore had completely withered up. But rather than simply dying off, they had become thorny and were even covered in a strange glow during the late night hours. Three was no one else she could turn to so she had asked him to come and investigate what seemed like a bad magical infection.
Mythal arrived in the evening, finding his way through northern forests by smell alone. As he walked up the hill to the village, he could already see the strange glow emanating off the farmlands nearby. He stared at the crops as he walked to the herbalist’s house, rapping the door twice. The door swung open fiercely, the short woman once again greeting him with the craziest of looks. “Good! You’re here! It’s about time! Do you see the light? I believe some kind of magic has gotten into the ground and was absorbed in through the roots.”
"I-…”
She cut him off. “I attempted to tend to one of the plants but thought better of it; after the disease that came from those other strange flowers, I didn’t want to chance a greater danger to the village. You know we don’t have any mages here so I had to reach out to someone I knew.”
"Well-…”
Once again, stopped before he could start. “And then I figured ‘Hey! Why not ask Mythal to come back? He helped you with the flower and never got hurt so it stands to reason that-…”
It was the God Slayer’s turn. "I will take care of the stupid plant problem, geez,” he insisted, throwing his hands up. "No one’s touched them, right?”
“No; once they noticed the problem, I came to investigate and forbade them from harvesting. It wouldn’t matter anyways as the crops are-…”
"Dead, right,” Mythal cut her off again, waving her off. "Gimme a minute, will ya?” With that, he turned away from the door and walked over to the closest field. It was like walking through a Halloween attraction; the ground was glowing an eerie green and purple from the strange lights given off by the crops. Mythal walked up to the closest setting, glancing at the small sign where a cartoon corn ear had been drawn. He examined the corn stalk in front of him, taking note of the black leaves sprouting from the thin arms and the wreath of vines that wrapped around all the way to the top.
Sighing, he reached forward and took ahold of one of the corn ears, twisting it and finally pulling it free. The kernels were as black as his own magic but oddly enough, they weren’t rotting. He turned the crop over and around, taking it in from each angle. Then he extended a single finger and prodded it.
The damn thing came alive. Suddenly the golden color of its kernels returned, along with two round eyes near its top and a pair of legs and arms punching through the exterior. Mythal’s twisted in confusion, giving the magicked ear a perfect opening to ram it’s face against his.
"Gah! Son of a bitch!” Mythal snapped, stumbling back a step and rubbing his face. As he cared for himself, the corn demon flipped through the air and landed on the ground in a dramatic pose. It brought its hands together and clapped once. From the other stalks around it, more demons emerged, the corn ears coming alive and leaping down to the ground. Once five of them had come together, they each struck a glowing and pride-filled pose like a pair of dancers.
The God Slayer stared at them, his head cocked to the side. "Well this sure is different from the other plants,” he said, actual awe in his tone. The five corn demons changed their poses, each one thrusting a kerneled hand at him and pointing. "Alright then. Dinner’s served!” Mythal shot back, cloaking his arm in his magic to create the gauntlet. Then as the corny group leapt at him, he swung that same arm at them, knocking each one away from him in tandem.
As each one hit the ground, Mythal followed after them, slamming his fist downwards to crush them beneath his knuckles. The corns were flattened instantly, their kernels and corn juice splashing all over the tilled ground. One by one Mythal struck them until they had all been felled.
“Really? Dinner’s served?”
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