- Job Description:
- Job Title: Honorable Death- The Death of a Time-Tested Warrior
Rank: D-Rank
Player Requirements: 1 D-Rank Mage Only
Solo Word Count: 500 Words
Group Word Count: 1000 Words
Job Requirements: Slay the warrior honorably
Job Location: Oshibana
Job Description: One day, on the post board, a warrior posted a request: help him move on to the afterlife with an honorable death. In the description of the request, the warrior said he cleared it with the Magic Council so any Legal or Neutral guild mage can fulfill the request.
Enemies:
Boss: Ior Valiir, The Aged Warrior- This man, after living for a valiant 80 years, feels that time has finally taken its toll. His request is to go to Valhalla, not Hel. He wields nothing but a plain kite shield and a double-edged longsword. His shield will block one D-Rank damage attack and his sword deals D-Rank damage. The man himself takes one hit of D-Rank damage to kill.
Reward: 5,000 Jewel and D-Rank EXP
Ezekiel had been experiencing many firsts lately: traveling alone, joining a guild, obtaining a passport. But, he never expected to ride the train, alone at least. The ride from the station nearest to Hargeon to a place called Oshibana was incredibly rough. Midway through the trip, Ezekiel was almost sick. The only motivation he had was the job he had recently taken up. While getting a passport was technically his first real job, he definitely considered this upcoming job to be his first ‘real’ work as a mage. By now, the paper was so tattered and fragile from all the times he unfolded it to read and folded it again to put away. Albeit a little too excited, he was genuinely curious about the man in question: a knight wishing to move onto Valhalla.
Ezekiel commended the man described, although he was unsure about the existence of Valhalla himself. It was the first quest he laid eyes on, and he simply could not ignore it. Of course, it was an elderly knight, and Ezekiel thought of himself in fifty years, wrinkled and hunched over, with the Atrophie Bow at his side still. As he neared Oshibana, he wondered if the man was still waiting, or if his time had already come before his arrival. Oshibana itself was a maze of roads and constantly moving trains. Where it lacked in life, it made up for in wind and the deafening screech of train cars. Ezekiel followed the roads to where he was supposed to find the old knight, and found himself in a field on the edge of the city. A cliff overlooked just about everything, and the old knight sat on a boulder, swaying in the breeze like silvergrass.
“Hello sir!” Ezekiel greeted. “I, uh, hear you’re trying to get to Valhalla, aren’t ya?”
The old man switched his focus to the young mage before him and nodded his head. He was still fairly fit for his age, still able to stand upright and carry his sword and shield proudly. While he couldn’t speak, he tapped his hilt on his shield and raised his blade up in the air, as if to say “I’m ready.” Ezekiel tightly gripped the Atrophie Bow and took a step back. He nodded his head at the elderly knight, who nodded in return.
Ezekiel hesitantly loosed a warning shot aimed at his shoulder, which slid from the man’s shield and penetrated a boulder in the background. The man then rushed towards the boy and swung his sword, hitting him with the flat side of the blade. Ezekiel tumbled backwards, then sprang to his feet and climbed up onto a rock formation. The second arrow he fired caught the man in the knee, and he gasped and fell to the ground. He dropped his shield, and his breath hitched as well. Feeling sorry for the man, Ezekiel immediately leapt down and froze. The man looked up at him and pointed at Ezekiel’s arrows, then pounded his fist over his heart.
It was clear to Ezekiel that the man was serious now; he wanted to move on. In some naive way, Ezekiel had prayed the man was joking, that he didn’t actually want to die, but it dawned on him that he did. And so, Ezekiel pulled back one last arrow and aimed it at the man’s sternum. He shut his eyes and let it loose, peeking only to see the man gasping and then finally relax.
Ezekiel stayed for the man’s burial, too, and after the family members all said their goodbyes, left the quest paper atop his grave, tucked under a rock.
WC: 607/500
