- Job Description:
- Job title:
Assassination Contract: Olivia Sutton
- One B rank mage
- Or two C rank mages,
- Dark Mages only
- 300 words per post
- 25 posts minimum
As a 60 year old and former Lamia Scale mage, Olivia Sutton no lives the pleasant life of a retired woman. Which consists of course out of long walks through the town, helping out at the local homeless shelter and entertaining the young. However these pleasant mundane days wasn't what Olivia was all about. Around 40 years ago she was just like all the young mages. A young adult who wanted to make her fame and fortune and have as many adventures as possible.
However four decades later, one of those adventures has caught up to her in the form of an old enemy. Who after many, many years still has a burning desire for revenge. Unfortunately he has been sitting on that revenge for so long, that he has well has become old. Old enough, that he is to frail to take care of Oliva himself.
There for he has put up a request to any Dark Guild, asking them to finish what he can't anymore.
However, the target is Olivia and Olivia alone. Meaning that no one else can die, if so, that will immediately nullify the contract. Another request from the client is, to make it personal. Without any onlookers around. So you have to stalk Olivia as she walks around town, and wait for the perfect opportunity to face her and kill her off. But not without giving one final goodbye from her old enemy.
B - Rank
Don't underestimate her because she is old. She is still a mage and she hasn't reached this age unscathed because she was a bad one. This woman is a stone hard veteran, who knows what she is doing. So taking her down won't be as easy. In fact it wouldn't be such a surprise that she is going to be aware of you following her through town.
Olivia uses a magic that is called Gold Make, and has the ability materialize gold from liquid to hard forms. Thing of large puddles where spikes shoot out. As well as any other form of weaponry you can imagine.
It's like I'm screaming ,
and no one can hear.
Her rosy plump lips refused to quiver as the black cloth that coated her exposed skin gently let itself get lifted by the frigid gale that danced through the air. Her long raven shaded hair danced in sync with the movements of the gusts that flew past her at a fast pace. The front of her right foot lifted as she spun on the ball on her foot and walked back into the guild hall; back to the wooden table where she had placed the red katana, one that she had the tendency to unnecessarily carry around.
Her pale hand grazed over the horizontally laid sword before gliding onto the crumbled piece of white paper stained with black text. Her head slightly tilted as she held onto the corner of the sheet with the tips on her finger as she once again read through the content, "So an old man wants me kill another old woman, simply because he can't? How pathetic." She voiced her thoughts.
Human were indeed pathetic and desperate creatures, willing to pay to get someone killed yet not doing the dirty work themselves ; not staining their own hands with another's blood. A sigh peeked through from her parted lips and she firmly gripped the crimson blade, "Might as well, I'll just be getting rid of another pesky soul that has occupied a small area of this world with its insignificant presence." Her words seemed cold and harsh, not an ounce of regret pumped through her body at the thought of a human's -- an older citizen's- blood staining her hand, rather she felt a ghost of a smile on her face.
Her eyes twinkled as she thought of blood. Her tongue slipped out, moistening the dried skin on her lips, "I wonder what the blood of a legal mage would taste like." A smirk glided onto her face, "Guess I'll have to find out on my own."