Post by Fallout on Jun 11, 2016 23:43:55 GMT
Fallout walked along the cracked stone streets of Londinium, on a manhunt for his new recruit. The Bunny Union had just been started and the assassin was placed in charge of recruiting. He had spent the last couple days searching for potential members and thinking of how he wanted to ensure they are good enough, after two days of searching he had found what he wanted.
Earlier on that week he whilst at the Bunny Union temporary meeting spot, the second floor of the Amber Cafe, a knock was heard from the door. Opening and walking into an empty hallway he noticed a piece of paper attached to the door by a knife, the paper looked old and worn whilst the knife was rusted. The note was a job request, and a pretty simple one at that.
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Dear Guild,
I am looking for some guards to look after my farm whilst I am away, I am unsure of how long I will be so the length of this job cannot be said. Please be prepared for a long job if you are to take it, but fear not as I will pay well.
My farm has enough food and supplies for the duration of your stay, as well as working areas for any personal needs. Whilst on my farm please take care of my crops, feed the animals, keeps the house in one piece, clean, take care of repair jobs and protect it from anything that dare harm it.
Unfortunately my farm is small and located in the poorer area, so very few guards are around to defend it. Farmers nearby also feel this pain, many abandoned or struggling to make ends meat. It would mean the world to me if you could look after my land, it has been built from the ground up by my bare hands. It has been named Old Stone Farm.
You can find my property west of Sarum beside the River of Avon, follow the main dirt road alongside the river and look for the building with a large makeshift wind spinner. If you get lost ask any of the locals or guards, there are three main guards that patrol the land and they know the routes like the back of their hands.
Your Sincerely
Hroihild Northerner
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The note was suspicious, it did not mention a specific duration of time for how long he will be, nor did the person show their face. But the assassin had sworn an oath to spread happiness throughout the world and planned to stick to it, worst case he checks the place out of sheer curiosity. He had left a note on the table informing his fellow guild members of what had happening and where he would be, the note also requested that any free members come assist him on this quest. The note had mentioned that they should prepare for a long job so assistance would be required, this was a perfect chance to put his new recruit to the test as well.
Fall was searching for a shaggy haired swashbuckler by the name of Donovan James, a heavy drinking human. Whilst not a high level Fallout felt that the guild could use some more up close fighters, so far Neferata was the only tank the team possessed. He had been keeping track of potential recruits from the shadows, but has decided Donovan was what the guild needed at this moment. He was currently located at an unnamed tavern by Lune Seaport, stood outside he pulled out a note containing instructions.
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To Donovan James
I heard that you are looking to join a guild, I am a recruiter for the Bunny Union and have decided your are a potential candidate. If would like the chance to join then please follow the instructions below.
Good luck
Officer Fallout.
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The rest of the letter contained details and instructions of where to go. “Hiding Entry” The assassin became invisible before entering the tavern, walking inside his recruit was easy to spot. A man sat at the bar, the red and brown hair stood out. Sneaking over to the swashbuckler, Fall left the note by his side whilst he took a swig of his drink and left. Completely unnoticed, the only sign the recruiter was there was the door opening and closing, the only trace a piece of paper.
'Job Done'
Once far enough he canceled the spell, “Hiding Entry”, to save his MP. His destination will take him a while to reach, giving a good amount of peace and quiet as he walked the dirt paths.
On the roads west he kept his eye out for the wind spinner, but to now avail. He was unsure of how far west of Sarum this farm was or how large it would be, but had thankfully come across a guard.
“Excuse me guard, im looking for Old Stone Farm. You wouldnt happen to know of its location would you?” Fallout asked.
“Yes I do, keep following this path for ten more minutes and it will be on your left. Just looking the raggedy old wooden thing with cloths on it, it's a real eye sore.” The Guard replied.
“Thank you, have a good day” Fall said before walking off.
“You too, be careful around that farm though. It's just rumors, but I heard that place has a bad past.” The Guard said eerily, before walking away.
Returning to his business the assassin continued his walk east, after 12 minutes of walking the farm came into view. The wind spinner was the first that was noticed, it was taller than the house itself and was well kept. Approaching the farm he noticed sheep and other farm animals in a barn, beside the barn laid an axe and chopped fire wood. Walking around the back of it was an old brewing still, sheltered by a small wooden roof that looked like it was made in minutes.
(Ignore the vehicle, not much I can do about that. Just picture it was a wagon or something, Link To The Picture.)
Walking to the house he noticed a small piece of paper held to the door by the knocker, reading the note it appeared to be a thank you letter.
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If you are reading this then I came assume you have taken the job, in which case I thank you for taking it upon such short notice. The key to my home can be found under the barrel on the fishing platform. Thank you, I am grateful. I only ask that you do not enter my quarters, it is the one door that is locked. I trust you will not invade my personal space.
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Walking out back he could see a large field of corn and potatoes, in the center of the corn field was a large boulder that towered above the crops. ‘Maybe thats why he named it old stone farm’. Behind the house was a small forge, which was equipped with basic tools. From what Fallout could see it was highly likely the farmer made his own tools, showing he was both a farmer and blacksmith. He made his way over to the fishing platform to retrieve the key, the farm was built beside a small pond which was connected to the main river.
Taking the key Fall entered the house to ensure it was empty and not trapped, and thankfully it safe. The house was rather compact but cozy, most rooms could not fit more than seven people in them. The house had a kitchen, one bathroom, a living room, basement, four bedrooms with one locked. Obviously the owners. One of the bedrooms contained three small beds, appearing empty it looked as though it was built for guests. The over two only had one medium sized beds each, but still did not looked lived in.
‘Guess we're either gonna have to take shifts or share depending on how many show up, or someone can sleep on the couch. Hmmmm, best go take on of the rooms before anyone else shows up.’ (Which is exactly what he did, taking one of the rooms for himself)
The rest of the house was looked well decorated, the kitchen and basement contained supplies and pre cooked meals that could easily last for a couple of weeks. The basement also contained an alchemy lab, which only confused the Assassin even more.
He pondered as he sat on the house porch railing, waiting for the others to arrive.
‘Who could have lived on this farm, the crafting supplies suggest it was more than one person. Nobody can know how to craft all this by themselves, suggesting either a team or family lived here. But it looks as though only one or two people live here, which is still not enough for all that is here.’ He looked up. ‘Mid day and clear weather, I hope the team arrive so we can get ready.' He stared at the hill, waiting for a figure to appear.
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Tags- Lamenta Suspicious Neferata Alviss Zivvy Kaizoku
Notes- If there are any spelling errors, grammar errors or something else you want added let me know.
Earlier on that week he whilst at the Bunny Union temporary meeting spot, the second floor of the Amber Cafe, a knock was heard from the door. Opening and walking into an empty hallway he noticed a piece of paper attached to the door by a knife, the paper looked old and worn whilst the knife was rusted. The note was a job request, and a pretty simple one at that.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dear Guild,
I am looking for some guards to look after my farm whilst I am away, I am unsure of how long I will be so the length of this job cannot be said. Please be prepared for a long job if you are to take it, but fear not as I will pay well.
My farm has enough food and supplies for the duration of your stay, as well as working areas for any personal needs. Whilst on my farm please take care of my crops, feed the animals, keeps the house in one piece, clean, take care of repair jobs and protect it from anything that dare harm it.
Unfortunately my farm is small and located in the poorer area, so very few guards are around to defend it. Farmers nearby also feel this pain, many abandoned or struggling to make ends meat. It would mean the world to me if you could look after my land, it has been built from the ground up by my bare hands. It has been named Old Stone Farm.
You can find my property west of Sarum beside the River of Avon, follow the main dirt road alongside the river and look for the building with a large makeshift wind spinner. If you get lost ask any of the locals or guards, there are three main guards that patrol the land and they know the routes like the back of their hands.
Your Sincerely
Hroihild Northerner
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The note was suspicious, it did not mention a specific duration of time for how long he will be, nor did the person show their face. But the assassin had sworn an oath to spread happiness throughout the world and planned to stick to it, worst case he checks the place out of sheer curiosity. He had left a note on the table informing his fellow guild members of what had happening and where he would be, the note also requested that any free members come assist him on this quest. The note had mentioned that they should prepare for a long job so assistance would be required, this was a perfect chance to put his new recruit to the test as well.
Fall was searching for a shaggy haired swashbuckler by the name of Donovan James, a heavy drinking human. Whilst not a high level Fallout felt that the guild could use some more up close fighters, so far Neferata was the only tank the team possessed. He had been keeping track of potential recruits from the shadows, but has decided Donovan was what the guild needed at this moment. He was currently located at an unnamed tavern by Lune Seaport, stood outside he pulled out a note containing instructions.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To Donovan James
I heard that you are looking to join a guild, I am a recruiter for the Bunny Union and have decided your are a potential candidate. If would like the chance to join then please follow the instructions below.
Good luck
Officer Fallout.
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The rest of the letter contained details and instructions of where to go. “Hiding Entry” The assassin became invisible before entering the tavern, walking inside his recruit was easy to spot. A man sat at the bar, the red and brown hair stood out. Sneaking over to the swashbuckler, Fall left the note by his side whilst he took a swig of his drink and left. Completely unnoticed, the only sign the recruiter was there was the door opening and closing, the only trace a piece of paper.
'Job Done'
Once far enough he canceled the spell, “Hiding Entry”, to save his MP. His destination will take him a while to reach, giving a good amount of peace and quiet as he walked the dirt paths.
On the roads west he kept his eye out for the wind spinner, but to now avail. He was unsure of how far west of Sarum this farm was or how large it would be, but had thankfully come across a guard.
“Excuse me guard, im looking for Old Stone Farm. You wouldnt happen to know of its location would you?” Fallout asked.
“Yes I do, keep following this path for ten more minutes and it will be on your left. Just looking the raggedy old wooden thing with cloths on it, it's a real eye sore.” The Guard replied.
“Thank you, have a good day” Fall said before walking off.
“You too, be careful around that farm though. It's just rumors, but I heard that place has a bad past.” The Guard said eerily, before walking away.
Returning to his business the assassin continued his walk east, after 12 minutes of walking the farm came into view. The wind spinner was the first that was noticed, it was taller than the house itself and was well kept. Approaching the farm he noticed sheep and other farm animals in a barn, beside the barn laid an axe and chopped fire wood. Walking around the back of it was an old brewing still, sheltered by a small wooden roof that looked like it was made in minutes.
(Ignore the vehicle, not much I can do about that. Just picture it was a wagon or something, Link To The Picture.)
Walking to the house he noticed a small piece of paper held to the door by the knocker, reading the note it appeared to be a thank you letter.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If you are reading this then I came assume you have taken the job, in which case I thank you for taking it upon such short notice. The key to my home can be found under the barrel on the fishing platform. Thank you, I am grateful. I only ask that you do not enter my quarters, it is the one door that is locked. I trust you will not invade my personal space.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Walking out back he could see a large field of corn and potatoes, in the center of the corn field was a large boulder that towered above the crops. ‘Maybe thats why he named it old stone farm’. Behind the house was a small forge, which was equipped with basic tools. From what Fallout could see it was highly likely the farmer made his own tools, showing he was both a farmer and blacksmith. He made his way over to the fishing platform to retrieve the key, the farm was built beside a small pond which was connected to the main river.
Taking the key Fall entered the house to ensure it was empty and not trapped, and thankfully it safe. The house was rather compact but cozy, most rooms could not fit more than seven people in them. The house had a kitchen, one bathroom, a living room, basement, four bedrooms with one locked. Obviously the owners. One of the bedrooms contained three small beds, appearing empty it looked as though it was built for guests. The over two only had one medium sized beds each, but still did not looked lived in.
‘Guess we're either gonna have to take shifts or share depending on how many show up, or someone can sleep on the couch. Hmmmm, best go take on of the rooms before anyone else shows up.’ (Which is exactly what he did, taking one of the rooms for himself)
The rest of the house was looked well decorated, the kitchen and basement contained supplies and pre cooked meals that could easily last for a couple of weeks. The basement also contained an alchemy lab, which only confused the Assassin even more.
He pondered as he sat on the house porch railing, waiting for the others to arrive.
‘Who could have lived on this farm, the crafting supplies suggest it was more than one person. Nobody can know how to craft all this by themselves, suggesting either a team or family lived here. But it looks as though only one or two people live here, which is still not enough for all that is here.’ He looked up. ‘Mid day and clear weather, I hope the team arrive so we can get ready.' He stared at the hill, waiting for a figure to appear.
Words- 1503
Tags- Lamenta Suspicious Neferata Alviss Zivvy Kaizoku
Notes- If there are any spelling errors, grammar errors or something else you want added let me know.
