MISSION NAME: White Clad Pumpkin Girl
CLIENT: Annoyed victims
CHARACTERS: Saros Rigel + 1
MISSION BRIEFING: I don't know what it is with these freaks coming out of nowhere, but now there's some girl in a white cape who has a pumpkin for a head. She goes around leaving flaming bags of dog poo on doorsteps and when you try to confront her she tosses jack-o-lantern bombs at you. No ones been able to stop her, so go ahead and squash her! Or you could just arrest her, doesn't matter to me.
CLIENT: Annoyed victims
CHARACTERS: Saros Rigel + 1
MISSION BRIEFING: I don't know what it is with these freaks coming out of nowhere, but now there's some girl in a white cape who has a pumpkin for a head. She goes around leaving flaming bags of dog poo on doorsteps and when you try to confront her she tosses jack-o-lantern bombs at you. No ones been able to stop her, so go ahead and squash her! Or you could just arrest her, doesn't matter to me.
 | Saros was pretty new to Shale Town, and if not for his new guild home he likely wouldn't have ever stayed in such a place. It wasn't exactly his cup of tea, especially given his own love for nature and connecting with the world around him, but he found it a proper fit with the right people. So until he decided the guild wasn't for him, or rather if the guild decided it was time to find home elsewhere, he was going to defend the town like it was his own vessel. So one of the first missions he'd had for his new home, was to save it from what some would call a prankster and others a terrorist. Sure the initial process of putting flaming bags of poo on peoples door was generically harmless, but when you start throwing bombs at people and leaving them as messy chunks in the road that was where things got tricky. Saros might not have been someone into uber violence, but he had no qualms with slaying bad people and creatures. This girl, with a head made from a pumpkin sounded like she wasn't a girl at all but rather some form of mystical menace wrecking havoc on the townspeople. That was unacceptable. That is what lead to Saros and another mage being hired to take her down. Hard if necessary, and he didn't mind that one bit. His silver hook swords strapped to his hips, Saros was covered in a his typical garb of a vibrant red cloak on top of his gray body suit, bracers binding the cloth at his forearms and shins. Wooden geta suspending him a few inches in the air, and white hair in a messy ponytail. "This ought to be an interesting day." He expressed to himself aloud, waiting for his companion to join him in their task. Tagged: @tag Words: Notes: Who's down? |  |
