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mercenary jobs #2 — open to all
Who: Anyone interested in taking some mercenary jobs via Aranea Highwind's offerings. She will be texting people she's made contact with in her initial mercenary network post. However, newcomers can find jobs posted in Wyver.
What: Mercenary posting!
When: N/A
Where: N/A
Warning(s): Nothing particular!
What: Mercenary posting!
When: N/A
Where: N/A
Warning(s): Nothing particular!
Thank you for stopping by to check out this month's job postings for Highwind Hires — a freelance mercenary group!
JOB #1 — DRAGON RESCUE
With the infection in Wyver, a local dragon-nursery is in need of workers to help tend for sick dragons. They will need baths, feedings, and even surgery in some cases. Will you answer the call and provide the support Wyver needs in this trying time?
OUTCOMES:
- The nursery will pay you 100 silver for a day's work.
JOB #2 — REDEMPTION FOR FAMILY
An elderly woman named Vetmir has somehow got in contact with Highwind Hire, hoping to find her son's killer. Her son was murdered weeks ago by a former lover. The woman is hiding in The Old City, Alora, is often seen among the trading market near the evening making a living a drug trader.
OUTCOMES:
- Vetmir promises 140 silver with delivery of a locket her son gave Alora.
- Sparing Alora's life will earn you her side of the story, where she had to defend herself after a drunken encounter with Vetmir's son. This earns you 40 silver in appreciation and the locket, which nets you Vetmir's 140 silver if delivered back for a total of 180 silver.
JOB #3 — BONES FOR A CURE
Criny, a medicine woman is looking for a large supply of Puox bones from their camouflaged exterior. This crucial parts are needed to craft some potions to help relieve aches for the sick. While definitely not the cure, Puox is needing someone to travel to Murkwell Hollow and someone to help assist in potion making.
OUTCOMES:
- Anyone who brings her 6 bonespurs from Puox will receive 170 silver.
- People who help in potion making will receive 30 silver per potion with a maximum of 6 potions a day.
JOB #4 — SEARCH & RESCUE
Jillam, a street vendor, has not seen their fruit supplier in a few days. Worried they were lost in The Undergrowth, they are enlisting a search and rescue. Traveling to the Undergrowth will prove difficult — gather a small party for back up.
The vendor cart is abandoned with a broken axis, the fruit still good but the driver missing. Exploring further will allow the players to rescue Qun from a man-eating plant.
OUTCOMES:
- Anyone who participates in the search and rescue will receive 200 silver.
- Players can attempt repair the carriage and return the fruit back for cut of the food for free.
- Players who explore for the vendor will be able to fight a large man-eating plant similar to a venus flytrap with sentient vines. If Qun is rescued, you will receive an additional 100 silver.
Have fun! If you have any questions, feel free to PM me! These are all loosely based on your choices, so feel free to go wild with them. The outcomes only are indication of what the jobs would offer. If you're interested in having your character offer a job in the future, please let me know!
Aranea Highwind will ICly be contacting characters and offering them jobs based off the assumption she will receive 30% of the cut. Due to the change in settings, Aranea has waved her fee and is allowing people to keep the full cut of the payment to help them get on their feet.
With the infection in Wyver, a local dragon-nursery is in need of workers to help tend for sick dragons. They will need baths, feedings, and even surgery in some cases. Will you answer the call and provide the support Wyver needs in this trying time?
OUTCOMES:
- The nursery will pay you 100 silver for a day's work.
An elderly woman named Vetmir has somehow got in contact with Highwind Hire, hoping to find her son's killer. Her son was murdered weeks ago by a former lover. The woman is hiding in The Old City, Alora, is often seen among the trading market near the evening making a living a drug trader.
OUTCOMES:
- Vetmir promises 140 silver with delivery of a locket her son gave Alora.
- Sparing Alora's life will earn you her side of the story, where she had to defend herself after a drunken encounter with Vetmir's son. This earns you 40 silver in appreciation and the locket, which nets you Vetmir's 140 silver if delivered back for a total of 180 silver.
Criny, a medicine woman is looking for a large supply of Puox bones from their camouflaged exterior. This crucial parts are needed to craft some potions to help relieve aches for the sick. While definitely not the cure, Puox is needing someone to travel to Murkwell Hollow and someone to help assist in potion making.
OUTCOMES:
- Anyone who brings her 6 bonespurs from Puox will receive 170 silver.
- People who help in potion making will receive 30 silver per potion with a maximum of 6 potions a day.
Jillam, a street vendor, has not seen their fruit supplier in a few days. Worried they were lost in The Undergrowth, they are enlisting a search and rescue. Traveling to the Undergrowth will prove difficult — gather a small party for back up.
The vendor cart is abandoned with a broken axis, the fruit still good but the driver missing. Exploring further will allow the players to rescue Qun from a man-eating plant.
OUTCOMES:
- Anyone who participates in the search and rescue will receive 200 silver.
- Players can attempt repair the carriage and return the fruit back for cut of the food for free.
- Players who explore for the vendor will be able to fight a large man-eating plant similar to a venus flytrap with sentient vines. If Qun is rescued, you will receive an additional 100 silver.
Have fun! If you have any questions, feel free to PM me! These are all loosely based on your choices, so feel free to go wild with them. The outcomes only are indication of what the jobs would offer. If you're interested in having your character offer a job in the future, please let me know!
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[ Of course, the key word there is 'play'. Picking up one of the soaked cloths beside the tub, Ysayle soaks it, then adds some of the oily fluid prescribed for the wyvers of this one's size - all the better to treat the sickly flaking hide that hasn't yet grown in its scales.
One hand is placed along its neck, while the other begins applying the treatment to wet dragonchild. ]
At least the smell is bearable. Certainly when compared to wet dog.
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[At least fortune would have it that the dragonling doesn't do much more thrashing, just more of that awful whining noise. But Ardyn has gone through worse in his time, things much more troublesome than trying to keep a young dragon pinned in a wooden tub, and so he seems to be taking it in stride.
His remarks are as unflappable as they tend to be, at any rate.]
And did the same apply to you? Did you despise mandatory bath time as a child? Did you cry foul much like this creature is doing now?
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My earliest memories elude me, as I'm sure they do for many. But I probably struggled more than necessary, being an outdoors child. Of course, when you are too young to understand or make yourself understood directly..
[ None of these appear old enough to converse in a tongue they can understand, anyway. Or perhaps that lack of understanding is due to the loss of Hydaelyn's blessing. Ysayle cannot say for sure.
That whining really is obnoxious, though, and she can't help but wince as the whistle gets piercing at points. All the more reason to apply the salve quickly, made easier by the lack of struggling. ]
And what of your childhood?
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My childhood? [That was a veritable lifetime ago, one that he doesn't dwell on too often. Things have changed so much since then, and that was before he was swept away by the Storm, far from Eos itself. He laughs a little, though whatever he finds humorous about it, he doesn't seem to share.]
I suppose you could say they elude me, as well. But I do remember a few very poignant things, as a child does. One of those being that I did not like much of anything that was considered mandatory. I was a stubborn child.
[As he speaks, the dragonling seems to have given up with struggling against Ardyn, and just huffs out a long breath of air. It rests its head on the lip of the tub and whines.]
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[ There's no sympathy for the little one after all those struggles, but at least he should be tired enough now to collapse into sleep in his makeshift nest once he's done. Ysayle takes advantage of the stillness to finish off applying the salve, meaning its up to Ardyn to determine if the little bugger needs one final rinse or if he can be set free.
For her part, there's a small chuckle to hear his response. There, you see? Memories are fickle on finer details, but she can understand that sort of stubbornness. ]
What sort of things were considered 'mandatory' for you, on your world, then?
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Oh, the usual. Listen to one's parents, do not misbehave, do not wander off into trouble and stumble across wayward monsters.
[He shrugs, obviously amused.]
Though I suppose the last two apply regardless of one's age.
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That much is true, though what one would consider wayward in a monster is anyone's guess, I suppose. Have you found much trouble here?
[ Outside of unhappy dragon children, that is. ]
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[But the way he grins... well, it just doesn't seem like he's particularly bothered by this admission.]
And from monsters and people both. Which is a shame, because I'm such a charming individual.
[He has the lilt of a joke in his words (and that's more of a joke than she may realize...), but then looks up at her with an indelible grin.] Hand me a towel, if you please. Let's dry off this stubborn creature.
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[ At least one close to her was, and she knew too many who worked tirelessly to treat the sick. 'Monsters and people both' does get the arch of an eyebrow, but the lilt earns the tug of a smile at the corner of her mouth, taking it as seriously as he intends (not very). ]
Of course. Here-- [A second, rougher looking length of towel-cloth is retrieved from the rack, left folded for him to do as he will] --this should do. Let me know if you require one for yourself as well.
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[Did he drag his feet a little doing it? Maybe. But that's neither here nor there.
He accepts the towel, unfolding it with one hand while he urges the dragonling out of the tub.]
Thank you, but I'll tend to myself later. It takes more than just a little water to kill me.
[The creature miserably slides out of the tub, however, with Ardyn's coaxing.]
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Very well. Perhaps this little fellow will realise the same.
[ she reaches over to gently scritch behind its ear ridges, before wiping off her hands. ]
I'm sure there are other hatchlings in need of care, but my shift is near its end. No doubt these unhappy children will be glad of it.
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You seem to do well with them, regardless. Perhaps you should start looking into a career change, hm? A proper dragonling caretaker.
[Towel dry, towel dry. A good little dragon, and eventually Ardyn manages to cease it from being sopping wet.]
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One might say the occupation I held in Olympia was certainly that, though these fellows are certainly far larger.
[ And they are all babies here, after all. Toddlers in the very least. ]
Your own care of them speaks familiarity - have you worked with dragons before? Or are you more used to man-shaped charges?
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No. Nothing much like dragons, really.
[They had many things shaped like dragons on Eos, but they were monsters all the same. There was even an astral, who perhaps looked more than part than anything else, but Ardyn certain does not care for him very much.
And so:]
A few man-shaped charges. Though truly not under my care or control.
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[ She's met stranger if so, but she honestly cannot picture this man as a parent. An older brother, perhaps. Or younger? He has that sort of mischievous streak edging his words. ]
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But regardless, there is a mischievous streak in his look, as if finding an inside joke amusing. To his credit, though, he does explain a little.]
A Chancellor, overseeing a government. At times, it feels like herding cats, or trying to get so many toddlers to play nice with each other.
[He feels like he's free to talk shit about Niflheim now that he is very much... not aligned with them any longer.]
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Yes, I rather imagine it was. Was it all nobility? Or multiple military minds?
[she knows of those in charge of Eorzea's city states, as well as her own home city (of course), but she's curious to see what kind of governments prevailed on stars beyond ehr own. ]
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Well... one shouldn't judge based solely on first impressions alone.
[He can finally straighten to his full height, now, wet clothes and all.]
Military and a royal hierarchy both. Though if you want to know what manner of ruler oversaw Niflheim... that would be the late emperor.