- Job Description:
- Job Title: Monster Hunt: Raging Behemoth
Rank: A Rank
Player Requirements: Minimum 1 A rank, or 2 B Rank
Job Requirements: 14,000 Words
Job Location: Mt. Hakobe Settlements
The people living atop Mt. Hakobe have been complaining of a large creature that was destroying homes in the middle of the night. This only began after a sacred shrine at the top of the mountain was destroyed, so it's likely that, that's the cause. The mission is to go up there and help put an end to the attacks by any means necessary.
A ghost that's invulnerable to conventional attacks.
Normal: Angry Spirit
A very angry spirit that will try to kill you.
Strong: Spirit Beart
The spirit that's been destroying the town every night. Each roll after the first counts as a normal roll, as it can only be encountered 1 time.
Boss: Enraged Forest Guardian
A large monster made of trees that will try to kill you. It's fast and hits hard, but is weak to fire.
• 1x A Rank spell slot
• 10K Jewel for each boss rolled (cap 5)
-- credit to Kaori
Traveling through the mountains wasn’t difficult, but excruciating and uncomfortable. Although Zachariah donned his warmest fur-lined parka and boots, the icy air and freezing breezes cut through his clothing. The settlements weren’t too far in the distance from what he could see. The archaic stone buildings dotted the horizon like wolves on the tundra. The sun was barely rising, painting the clearing with shadows of their homes and smoke billowing from the chimneys and the animated silhouettes of the ice farmers. Zachariah tightened his gloves, slowly losing feeling in his fingers, and waved at the nearest person. He pointed at the guild mark on his chest, and the woman gestured for him to come closer and lead him into the village.
“Good morning,” Zachariah greeted, though he wasn’t sure if the woman did not speak Fiorean or could not hear him. She merely turned her back to him and expected him to follow. She lead Zachariah to a round, stone building with a warm fire pit in the center. Around the walls were drawings and depictions of a large creature. Through the windows, Zachariah peered at the surrounding village, wondering if this was the same creature that wrecked nearly every building. Large building stones and wooden planks jutted out of the ground, as if thrown around by a hurricane. Everything was quiet, too, not a voice in the air. The children wandered about, some injured and bandaged, while many of the adults carried ice and firewood back to what remained of their homes. Not too far, he could see the path leading higher up the mountain. He had heard stories of people heading up the mountain and disappearing, or coming back completely insane and on the verge of death. The thought of heading up there made his blood run ice cold.
As he heated himself by the fire, he occupied himself with as warm thoughts as possible. Many of the locals came by and stared at him, wondering what he was here for. Of course, they hoped for a savior from the beast laying waste to their village. Though, after his last job combatting the majestic phoenixes of Shinku and Kyoka, he promised himself to only slay the beast if he could not calm it. His anxiety only built up as he awaited his partner, a young woman named Belladonna Black. He knew not what guild she was from. Hell, he had never heard of this mage before. But, he would appreciate the company on a mission such as this. Several young people stood outside the door, staring his way. There was a trio of workers appearing about his age, two of which were supporting a strong-looking girl in the middle.
Zach figured he had enough time, and offered to heal the girl. So, he allowed the trio inside and unveiled the Dagger of the Hatałii. To his surprise, the others did not flinch, and allowed Zachariah to perform a healing. The girl had a wound on her shoulder that was yellow and totally scabbed over. It was as if a bear had taken a jab at her. Zachariah examined the wound and determined it was an easy fix, then sat at the girl’s side and held up the Dagger of the Hatałii. It glowed as he used an ability called the ‘Invocation of the Yei'bi'chai,’ and dragged the blade across her wound like a scalpel. The wound sealed over, fresh and clean and the scab fell and turned to sand.
The girl bowed her head and left the hut, whispering only to Zach, “It lives in the forest, not the shrine.”
Zachariah didn’t know how to respond, or what to do with that information, and he wondered what exactly resided in Mount Hakobe.