- Job Description:
- Job Title: The Rabbit In The Hole.
Rank: C Rank
Player Requirements: 3,000 words total
Job Requirements: At Least One C rank mage or higher or two D-ranks.
Job Location: Spooky Forest
Job Description:
While out yourself or your party is confronted by a talking rabbit who possesses an abnormal magical signature. It’s name and gender are up to you, however it will plead for your help saving the forest it lives in from an intruder who recently took up residence and is trying to kick everyone else out of the woods. Once you accept the mission the hare will guide you to the Spooky Forest, where you have to fight through the fleeing animals in order to save their home.
Enemies:
Weak: Small Panicked Forest Creatures X 6
Squirrel’s, rabbits, anything tiny, they appear in large numbers fleeing the forest, but they don’t do anything besides melee damage, and they go down in one hit of any rank.
Normal: Medium Panicked Forest Creatures X 4
Thing’s more resembling sheep, wolves and lion’s, they deal d rank damage and take at least 2 hits of C rank damage to take down.
Strong: Large Panicked Forest Creatures X2
Beasts like volcans and lizardmen, huge beasts that can do C rank damage with each hit and take at least three hits of this same rank to take down!
Boss: Out Of Control Tree Marionette:;
Clearly this was once the result of marionette magic being used on a tree from the spooky forest. However? Now it seems to have a mind of it’s own and is wrecking everything it sets its eyes upon. This monster deals C rank damage and takes 5 C rank hits to down.
Reward:
C-rank exp
5k Jewels
Gate Key: Lepus The Hare (Celestial Wizard’s Only)
The Rabbit in the Hole: Part I
As much as he detested the Spooky Forest, for its lack of color and liveliness and lack of light, Zachariah needed to obtain some key herbs for his home. Though, an eerie tug at his mind made him wander there alone. Something called him to the forest this evening, as if destiny meant for him to be here. He brought only a lantern and warm gloves, and a mask over his mouth to keep some of his face warm. Of the few times he had visited the forest, he could never bring himself to conjure courage before entering. The blackened, but still very much living woods and flowers. They sang to him in his mind, and he followed their ghostly concert down the forest path. The lantern’s fiery light brightened the path with a dim, rusty color. Though, the wind bit at him through his jacket still, lightless and chilling. A hazy mist hung over the forest canopy the further he wandered down. Zachariah carried on until he found the grove of black hyssop and tea leaves. He knelt down to stuff them into the burlap sacks of his pack, only to find some leaves torn and bitten in places. He removed his glove to examine it further, learning that the bites were quite recent. In the brush around him, rustles and waves of magical pressure emanated. Zachariah steadily rose and assumed a fighting stance. His fingers glowed evanescently in assorted colors, dripping with a pointed tip. He flicked his wrist and launched a golden Prismatic Dart into the bushes. It illuminated the bushes like a lamppost, but nothing exited from its leaves.
Zachariah knelt down to examine further and parted the leaves to see what was inside. The dart had nailed a thicker branch in the bush, but another, eerily purple glow could be seen farther back. Zachariah walked around and found a white rabbit hiding behind a mossy log. He let out a sigh of relief and went back to herb picking, when a voice called to him. Zachariah dismissed the voice, thinking it was a trick of the wind, but it called out to him again.
“Mage,” it muttered, “mage!”
Zachariah shot around suddenly, charging up Morning Star and holding it in his hand. It was bad enough he was on edge in the Spooky Forest, and he might have lit up the entirety of the woods with his magic. He looked down at something nibbling at his pant leg, and saw the same rabbit from earlier. “What in the…”
The rabbit had a magic symbol on its side that glowed purple, and Zachariah realized what had called him to the forest in the first place. He hastily extinguished the Morning Star he had compacted and stared blankly at the creature. “Finally, someone has answered my call,” it stated. “I need your help. The forest is in danger.”
Zachariah, a bit wary of the rabbit, picked it up and held it to eye level. “Are you cursed?” he asked. “Why did you call me here?”
The rabbit did not squirm in his hands, but stood upright in his palms. “An evil force has conjured itself in the forest. We are all in danger.”
Zachariah felt a pang of guilt in his chest. He hated this forest, but could not bear to see the animals in danger. "Explain what happened, I’ll do my best to help you.”
“Excellent!” the rabbit exclaimed and leapt from his hands.
“Someone is trying to evict us from the forest, but this is our only home. I will show you to where it is.” The creature bounded away, but left glowing footprints in its wake. Zachariah picked up his pace and followed it deeper into the foliage. From his last job, he was somewhat familiar with the forest. He became nervous as they approached the wolves’ den from his previous mission, but the rabbit lead him deeper. When they passed, he noticed that no new wolves had taken residence and worry filled his heart. “Faster!” the rabbit begged, and he lifted his knees a bit more.
“Wait!” Zachariah cried, “something’s coming.”
The rabbit leapt and hid behind his legs, and Zachariah listened carefully to the sound of stampeding animals. A mix of small game lunged out from the dark, and Zachariah lifted his arms in protection. They bit at his hands and shoes, and he tossed the lantern down at them. Its glow brightened enough for him to see the animals; squirrels and rodents in panic. He synthesized a rainbow of Prismatic Darts and tossed them in several directions. Squirrels in the canopy above were suddenly nailed to their respective branches, and rodents were practically crucified by the sharp beams. The colored shafts pegged the creatures and left glowing red blotches across the forest floor, then steamed and left a neon mist in the air. The rabbit at his side peaked out and did not seem disheveled by the visage of dead game, but instead hopped over the corpses and carried on.
“We have to go deeper,” it said. “Deeper into the forest.”
Zachariah cautiously scanned the forest. “Will you be safe to travel ahead of me?”
“I have made this trip several times already, as I have been searching for a wizard for many days now. I will be fine, especially with you here,” it explained.
“What are you, anyways,” Zachariah questioned. “A spirit?”
“I am Lepus, the hare and guardian of the forest. But my magic has been drained by something evil,” it continued. “Please, we must hurry.”
Zachariah nodded and followed in a hasty jog. The ground began to moisten and squelch beneath him, muddy and mossy. The mist became lighter, but they began to approach a swamp-like section of the forest, and Lepus came to a halt at the foot of a vine-covered pond.
“It’s dangerous here,” it warned, then hid in the brush behind Zachariah once again. He brightened the lantern and hung it on a branch at the bank of the pond, seeing the glowing eyes of horned creatures and big cats approaching him. He extended his hands and summoned the Spatial Reflector spell, and two Morning Stars in his hands, ready for a battle.
Part I WC: 1038/3000
Last edited by Lemony.Boy on 9th March 2019, 11:06 pm; edited 1 time in total
