- job info:
- Job name: Caravan Raids!
Rank: D
Player Requirements: 1 - 4 D-Rank or higher mages. Dark Guilds and Guildless mages only. Minimum of 10 posts per player. 200 words per post.
Requirements: Must Destroy the caravan and loot the supplies. (Weapons, food, water, etc.) Survivors are allowed.
Location: Any of the "Lands" except for "Castles and Towers"
Description: The Reaper King: "Some of our members are too weak, we must train them while still putting them to work. We need more supplies if we are to raise an army. Have all your lower members attacking caravanners 24/7 to raise their power. The time to strike is nearly upon us and we need more strength."
Enemies:
Weak Merchants: Peddlers with no skill in defense or offense, but will carry some means to defend their poorly trained selves.
Normal:Guards: Mercenaries hired by the Peddlers to defend them: They are trained to handle most threats such as bandits, but pose no magical abilities. Come with a variety of weapons from swords to guns.
Strong:Mages: Mercenary companions to their weapon weilding counterparts, however are much weaker physically compared to them, but still stronger than the merchants. Their specialty lies in using both healing and damaging magic to support their allies. Each mage comes with a staff that enables them to heal the wounds of their allies while up close, and enables them to cast D rank magic from afar. Can use any element except for Light and Dark based magic.
Reward: 1,250 Jewels to each mage.
It was quickly becoming such a pain in the red heads rear end to hunt down these black keys, as lately she always just seemed to be running into dead ends. She never even found any Celestial Spirit keys of any true worth! and if she did, she ran into Wizard Saints or some such nonsense!
As if her bad luck wasn't enough, she now found herself taking on a job with a fellow guild-mate. She knew literally nothing about the man travelling with her, and had no intention to ask. Frankly, she simply felt as if she was being watched b the guild, this was their way of making sure she was truly one of them. Well, she would prove just how dark her heart truly was with this job... it was really something she could sink her teeth into... literally.
Their travel had ended a good a good 30 minutes ago, resulting with Nakiya sitting on a rock, one leg crossed over another as she waited impatiently for this stupid caravan of merchants to appear.
"Hey... how longs this going to take"
She complaind to her companion, aveting her eyes from the boring scene in front of her to the man who was taking this job by her side.