Job: Time To Farm!
Job Location: Clover Town
Player Requirements: One D-rank mage or higher; Max group of 3, 10 post minimum. Finish all tasks within the 10 post mark. At least 175 words per post minimum.
Job Requirements: Attend to all the crops, and the farm house cellar. Enemies automatically appear in corresponding areas.
Job Description: "I've lost my trusty helper, such a tragedy. And on top of that, the crops are growing weeds and bugs are coming. I can only handle so much of the field work before I can't work anymore. I need someone to help kill all the bugs in the crop fields, spray all the weeds, and clean out... the farm house. Please... be careful in there, we have a bit of a... rat problem. My helper was going to get to it, before, you know, he won the lottery."
Boss; King Rat is, against D-rank mages, a challenge, his breath is poisonous, it's tail is heavy and he uses it so hit, and can tank a lot of hits, but, hes slow. He will automatically appear if you enter the cellar.
Strong; Large insects cannot use magic, obviously, but they pose quite the pest to D Rank mages. Imagine larger than normal praying mantis, except very sharp blades on their arms. These will break D rank shield spells in two hits. Very agile as well.
Normal; Adult weeds, they pose no threat to you, but they pose the ultimate threat to the well being of crops, plants, and those pretty flowers you're afraid of acknowledged since your male. These weeds have matured, tear them off or freeze them, don't use fire magic, for obvious reasons. These take 2 post to fix.
Weak; Baby Weeds, these are weeds that are starting to grow, thank the high council you found them when you did, just tear up the weed. These take one post to tear off.
Reward: 1,500 Jewels each.
"Oh hello young man." The farmer said, wiping the sweat from her forehead with her wrist. She tossed the weeds she was holding into the bucket next to her, leaving them with their already pulled brothers. She whistled as she looked out at the field. "Might fine day to do some pickin'. Too bad the field is getting torn to shreds."
"I read on your job post. Weeds and bugs giving you problems?" He asked, looking out at the small patch.
"Yeah. I've gotten most of the smaller weeds in this area, though there are still a few lingering in the back rows. I haven't touched the back patch and that's where the heavier weeds are; nasty things, really grip my plants tight. And then, of course, there are the bugs."
"Ahh, I'm a farmer's son myself. I've spent many days plucking weeds from my dad's yard. And bugs shouldn't be a problem. They can cut pretty badly but a quick stomp puts them out of their misery." He said with a kindly smile. He pulled his jacket from his body and hung it over the closest fence. Then, rolling his sleeves up to his elbows, he stalked over to the back rows.