mercenary jobs #2 — open to all

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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!

Thank you for stopping by to check out this month's job postings for Highwind Hires — a freelance mercenary group!

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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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!

Comments

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Yeah, yeah.

[ Cue the eyeroll. He doesn't answer, instead he's lifting the super hefty baby boy dragon up and while it tries to thrash, yes it realizes it's out of the water.

Aranea's standing up, gripping a spare towel and wrapping it around the creature's lower half. She gives it a few harsh rubs before motioning for him to set it down. ]

That should do it. Just let him dry off and you can go back to playing hero with your guard friends.

[daemonized]

[Guess he'll just stand here and hold up the baby dragon, then, bracing his heels against the ground when it decides to thrash around occasionally.]

Then make it quick, Aranea. You know how eager I am to go off and play hero. It's a novel sort of change from the usual.

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[ SHE CAN ONLY DO SO MUCH... So she cleans him off and finally — ]

Put him down on the towel and you're home free.

[daemonized]

[And so he does, crouching down to place the creature on a towel laid out on the ground. Seems to all be going smoothly for them, doesn't it?

Except the part where, once Ardyn places him down properly, it tries to dart off right out from under him.]

Catch it, Commodore.

[Said plainly, like he doesn't really care if she does or doesn't.]

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[ There's part of her that wants him gone and part of her that hopes the dragon acts akin to a dog and tries to dry itself off with a shake of its frame. Had she the maturity of someone her age, she'd simple wave him off.

The thing with Aranea is she doesn't humor him. There's no fear or fawning — indifference is the exact word that describes her. She's been on his good and bad side, mutually exclusive to the same lack of genuine concern Ardyn dishes out.

As the creature darts off, she stands — her frame just as wet as his, although her darkened attire does well to shield her from looking indisposed. ]

Yeah, unless I'm getting paid extra — no. Let it run around until the owner comes back. Services were tailored, as far as I'm concerned. Cute little shit isn't worth that much effort.

[daemonized]

[WELP.

It would be wonderful, wouldn't it, if either of these two actually really... cared if the dragonling darted away. As it stands, this is Ardyn and Aranea, so. Shrug emoji.]

Motivated less by charity and more by gil. Or silver, in this case. It's nice to see that some things never change.

[Even if, perhaps, he knows that isn't the case. It's difficult to be driven by only money when the world's gone dark for ten years, but Aranea doesn't know that, does she?]

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[ Look, what's the worst it can do? Not like it can just fly away. ]

It's worked for me thus far, why fix what isn't broken? I've done enough in my time to learn to put my time in places it works best — making coin is exactly that.

[ It's security, after all. Aranea doesn't know what happens when the sun sets for years — how charity becomes a common offering over cash. Now, she's scrounging to establish herself and return some normalcy. ]

[daemonized]

[Barrel into someone yelling about being wet, probably.]

You know, there would've been a time in which coin was the least of your worries.

[He straightens, not exactly pleased that his clothes are wet, and even parts of his hair, which stick to the sides of his face. But annoyed is far from what he appears to be.]

Survival was far more important back then.

[unweave]

Yeah? Well right now, that's not the case.

[ Poor Aranea's bleeding heart. Right now, it's less about that and more about making sure she survives here. ]

Pretty sure making a living is survival, ya know.

[daemonized]

Yes, I know. The path that you've taken is different from the one I remember, but there's little to be done about that now.

[A shrug.]

So are we done here, Commodore?