- Job: The Watering Hole - Battle for the Beer!
Player Requirements: single or team. 3 B rank and 2 C rank mage max for team. 30 post minimum and 350 words per post.
Job Location: Mountain village
Job Description: "Damn it! I need some people I can rely on, people I know and trust. My tavern is being attacked nearly every day and night by some bastards who tasted my beer and got hooked on it! If they manage to steal my beer they might copy the formula and ruin me! My bouncers and some helpful travelers have been good so far, but I'm running out of time!
Please help me! If you can stop them all, kill or beat them to a pulp I don't care, I'll reward you handsomely! If you can do it without breaking any of my barrels you'll get even more! These people are getting on my last nerve and I really need people!
- Defeat all invading Beer Stealers
- Prevent all the beer from being stolen
Enemies: Beer Stealers
Magic: Dark and Gun Magic
Weak: Hired Thug- Being paid by the boss to assist in the stealing, these thugs have no magical use but carry a large arsenal of different types of guns; making them dangerous for any unwary foe.
Normal:Alcoholic Mage- a poor excuse for a mage, but one none the less, they are well skilled at dark magic and could do severe damage to those who do not take them seriously.
Strong:Moonshiner apprentice- still learning the ways of the moonshine, these people are nothing to be trifled with; they can use both dark magic and gun magic without a problem, alternating between the two.
Boss: Gragas, the Moonshiner- A very large ten foot behemoth of a man with a body to match. His body has a diameter of 2 and a half meters, reaching about seven to eight feet wide. He would wear no shirt, and wear only overalls made for his specific size. He has a large brown beard and mustauch stained from his home made brew. Despite being large structure, he is quite fast and has amazing strength. He carries around a large double barrel shot gun with barrels half the size of his arms, and almost as wide as his fist. He is well adept to using some magic as well, and is normally seen carrying a large Cask on his back for long trips away from home to restock.
Abilities: Gragas can channel magic into his body to give him a heavy charge, rushing towards his targets with an unstoppable force to smash through trees, large boulders, and sometimes break down reinforced metal doors.
Shotgun Frenzy: Using his shotgun, and channeling some magic into it, Gragas lets out a large consistent spray of dark matter that destroys defense before dealing burning damage to his targets.
Cask explosion: Getting angered enough to the point of throwing one of his many Casks on his person, Gragas fills it up with dark magic and hurls it towards his targets, creating an explosion large enough to knock anything not bolted to the ground five meters away, dealing significant blunt damage.
Refill: Grags pulls out one of his Casks and takes a giant swig of his home made Moon Shine, powering himself up with it being tainted by dark magic. It refills up his stamina, and increases his physical attack power by double for a short duration (Three posts)
Reward: 15,000 Jewels
Tonight, Elyx had a nightmare. They always felt fajke sense many factors of reality are not applied, but the boy felt like this was beyond the worst dream he could have ever had to endure. Waking up was by far the best part of sleep for that night. It started off with Elyx doing something he promised himself that he would never do, drink. Not only was he drinking, but he was drinking Russian Vodka, one of the strongest drinks he ever knew. This being said, he got drunk after a few seconds of constant gulping. From there, he began to hallucinate and see many images around him, but all of them were based on those in Shadelle. They were all smiling and dancing around him, but soon their voices became much louder.
At first, the boy was actually enjoying the lot of them dancing and singing. But soon their voices began to increase in volume. The annoyance, and their pitches as well. The drunk Elyx began to cover his ears, soberly asking them to stop. But they continued, and no voice was being blocked out by his palms. Soon, his mentality was beginning to break down and eventually, he plucked out Knight Iris from its sheathe. SILENCE! Elyx yelled as he stabbed through one of the images, only for him to blink once, and the image shifted to Ignite. It looked like the person he had just stabbed was Ignite, who was only staring down at her wound.
“Brother...” Ignite would say as her eyes rolled back and hit the ground, leaving him to just stare at her. Dead right in front of his eyes. Like he wanted, he silenced the noises in his head, but at such a heavy cost. That was how his nightmare ended right before he woke up, and guess who was there with a mission for him. There was no better feeling in the world than to see her alive, confirming that it was just a nightmare, confirming that he had never killed her. Still, that dream still felt so real. Could he explain it? Never.