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Naraca
Ophelia
Talen
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- Mission Details:
- Job: Giants of the North!
Rank: B
Player Requirements: minimum of 2 B-rank mage, one C-rank may also participate if 2 B-Rank mage are present. Minimum of 25 posts. 325 words per post minimum.
Job Requirements: Protect the village. Each building destroyed will decrease the reward by 20%
Job Location: Silent Glaciers
Job Description:
Huge humanoid entities have appeared near the Silent Glaciers. They are presumed to be giants that were frozen in the ice for centuries. Now they are confused and frightened by their new surroundings and are destroying village after village. Now a critical ore mine is being threatened and your job is to stop the giants before they destroy the mining town. The townspeople have gathered as much money as they could to make their request more attractive.
Warning: they will need time before they arrive, but their presence has disturbed many other ancient creatures.
Enemies:
Normal;Treetraniacs – Ancient living trees. They can’t move from where they are, but look like ordinary pine trees. Their needles can be razor sharp and may be launched as projectiles. These creatures are usually peaceful unless they feel hostility of any kind.
Strong; Glacial Wolves – These beasts are adept hunters and will aim for any potential pray. They do not shy away no matter what and are found in packs of 6-8 individuals. Their fangs can tear through even toughened armor and their saliva will freeze anything it touches. It is impossible to escape these predators, so fighting them is the only way.
(Boss) Frost Giant – The humanoid giants causing all the havoc. Their origin still unknown you must be weary of them. Their attacks may be slow, but they are heavy and will damage near-by constructs. They carry large hammers that they use as a weapon. Diplomacy is not an option. They appear in groups of 3 and can be seen from afar. Even A-rank mage are weary of these beings
Abilities:
Ice Magic B-rank:
Spike Impact – the moment the hammer impacts with any surface, spikes of ice shoot up from the area around it (15 feet).
Frosty Breath – The giants inhale deeply and then blow out an icy wind that freezes what it comes into contact with.
Reward: 15,000 Jewels
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A deep breath of cool air filled Naraca's lungs as his boots sunk into the thin layer of snow on the long trail ahead. He was told he should get into the wagon in the front, yet he said if they wanted to use his tracking skills that they better leave him outside. So he walked out in the front with the wagon behind him and his comrades inside.
The day was dusk, it was going to be dark soon and the sun shined through the dark clouds that were looming over the sky. The air was cool but not freezing like how it would normally be in the water tribe. The summer was still young at this time, and the weather was rather cooperative. Yet it was going to be much colder soon as the night drew closer.
Several neighboring villages, all experiencing attacks by what was only described as "Living Mountains" as so proclaimed by the contact of this job. From the footprints that were spotted however this was an exaggeration, yet not one as big as you'd hope. They weren't as tall as mountains, yet they were unmistakeably giants. There was no doubt in fact. Supposedly they acted feral, attacking everything insight indiscriminately. They were wild no doubt, yet there was no reason for the rage. Giants haven't been seen or heard about for that matter in a very long time, could these things be angry at the villages that desecrate there land? Or perhaps scared by the change? Being controlled or work of a powerful wizard was possible. However wizards of the ranks within the wagon wouldn't have been called if that was the case.
Naraca knew the way to the next village they were supposed to go to, the next place where the giants were supposedly going to touch down on. Before being wizard, Naraca was a soldier, and before that, he was a hunter and a tracker,. Being a man who lived almost his entire life as a nomad, he always preferred forests and jungle type environments. However he had experience in all terrains, he was no stranger to the tundra and arctic.
The mission was to reach the village and help the people fortify and defend there village to prepare for the attack.
Naraca walked normally with a long black coat on with a hood over his head for warmth. Underneath that was more traditional combat gear built for the cold. It felt stuffy and tight, he liked walking around and fighting in looser clothes, or no clothes, the less the better. He has his large great sword strapped to his back and a long chain connected to the end of the hilt wrapped around his arm.
Inside the cart were other members of his guild, the people he was to perform the mission with. There was Talen, whom he knew and had worked with before. Ophelia Katulai, a rock user who was an up and comer in the guild. Then there was Ni-ju, a young boy who...Was clearly not fit for this mission.
Yet when a forth person was needed, the boy was only one they could recruit, although Naraca would have preferred it to be just the three of them, Ni-ju supposedly was not going to be a liability, so they said.
Then there was the only other man with them who was not apart of the team, the driver of the wagon, who drove at a snails pace, about as fast as Naraca's walk.
"It's gonna be dark soon!" The driver yelled out in a shaky voice, chilling white breath expelling from his mouth.
"How much further is the village?!"
"It should be just up ahead!" Naraca replied with narrow eye's trying to pry there way through the fog to see signs of civilization.
Hopefully things were more comfortable inside the wagon...