- Job Details:
Back here was, in this little old town known as Beanstalk Village. The clown trotted along in his typical attire; he didn't need to come back. But he was curious, he had stored a fair share of those 'stinging' plants in his home, and has spent a significant amount of time studying them. So he was curious, what had this woman found. Had he missed something? He hadn't been able to make them more lethal; their capabilities were limited to just injuring a person. Were he to sting someone in large enough dosage than perhaps they would die, but to grow it in such mass was longwinded. Not worth the effort.
Jester walked through the forest path that led the village, fully aware that someone was watching him. Not really sure, who it was or why they were stalking him. But he hummed along to himself, as though utterly oblivious to their presence. He wanted to see what they would do too, what was their purpose, were they going to attack him? Or he hoped so. But still, firstly he would see the herbal lady. He wondered if the stalker was following him because of these plants. That would be interesting, just what reasoning would that be, to stalk a creep clown based on some painful plants.
He arrived at the village and was promptly greeted by the Herbalist. She was a plain, uninteresting woman, no one worth playing with. So he followed her as she invited her into her home, which was more like a botanist's laboratory than anything. She quickly began to babble on about the plant, talking about its roots and what it was capable of. Apparently, it was able to break down anything physical material in order to spread through the earth and gather the nutrients it needed to grow. Then it would rise to the surface and form a new plant based on what it had absorbed. The whole time Jester could tell the stalker was listening, he turned his head to the wall he could sense them hiding behind. He figured if he left them much longer, they would likely run away. He snapped his fingers, and four creepy Harlequins appeared. The herbalist stopped speaking, looking confused. Jester nodded his head, and the Harlequins darted out of the house. There was the sound of scrabbling before they returned. Dragging the eavesdropping along with them.
The stalker struggled against the grip of the Harlequins, he reached around a pulled out a black Rapier. Stabbing one of the Harlequins in the chest. The Herbalist screamed and ran behind Jester, the Harlequins turned their blank faces to Jester as though asking him for permission for something. He nodded, and each of them summoned a set of machetes, hacking away at the stalker. He was dead within minutes. The Harlequins, dragged away the body to bury him outside, meanwhile, the Herbalist, who was shaken but grateful, went over to her drawers. She pulled out her jewels and approaching him. She thanked him for his efforts, and informed him she would be in touch, should she learn more. Jester contemplating killing her for a moment, so that she wouldn't bother him again, but deciding against it. Today had been rather fun, so he would let her live as a reward. He left the house and skipped back along the forest path, his bloody Harlequins skipping in tow.
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