1 Dock Clean-up [C-Rank/ Sessou] Fri Jun 27, 2014 9:41 pm
Julius
D-rank
- Mission:
Mission name: Dock Clean-up
Mission rank: C
Objective: Remove the troublemakers.
Location: Village Docks
Reward: 180 Ryo
Mission description: A group of roudy ex-merchants has been causing problems at the main docks for days now, and the local businesses and reputable merchants are sick of it. Your group is tasked with apprehending and removing the rouges before they are able to hurt anyone, or themselves, more then they already have. The men in question each have a tattoo of an albatros on thier left shulders; the mark of the ship they once served upon.
Mission details: They're more drunkards then an actual threat, but don't take them as pushovers.
Name: Hanzo
Age: 40
General Appearance: Tall, would be lean if not for the prominante beer-ut he sports; usually walks around without a shirt. Deeply tanned. Slurs even when sober due to an old jaw injury.
Personality: Rowdy, loves to start conflicts then beat people stupid when bored.
Motivations: Strong beer, free money
Fears: Spiders
Other: Take him down, the rest will fall; without him to stir the pot, they have no reasons to do anything.
An arrow flew through the air and with a thunk, pierced the wooden door of the Kumori clan compound, right next to one of its member's head. The woman dropped her woven bag full of fresh clean laundry, and screamed with a fright. One of the guards heard her frightful cry and went to check on her. He checked the area for enemies but there weren't any. He looked at the tearful servant, asking her what happened, and with a shaky finger she point at the arrow. The guard sighed heavily as he recognized a mission notice attached to it and handed to another guardsmen to send it to the clan heiress while he calmed Miki down.
A pink haired girl was bathing in her private open aired bath when a guard stumbled in. "Aimi-hime! Aimi-hime! Aim-" he was caught off when the said pink haired girl threw several wash basins at his head, causing him to fall harshly to the ground. Grabbing her towel and wrapping around her nude body, and kicked him where it hurts when she saw a little blood trickle from his nose. I hate idiots and I hate perverts. This is supposed to be a private bath. Private! Meaning no one in here except me. Oh what's that? Curious, she bent down and picked up the arrow, which was bent slightly and seemingly cracking. She signed at the poor quality of it but hummed as she open up the attached note. Ah so she was being sent to the Village Docks to deal with an annoyance....and was being given a partner? Tch, I am perfectly capable of dealing with this on my own. I don't need some punk getting into my way. But fuck, I want the cash so...aw fuck, I'll do it. Aimi looked to her right, seeing a tub of ink, and dipped her hand in it. She pulled out an jet black whip. She snapped the whip, wrapping it around the unconscious perverted guardsman's ankle and tossed him out of her bath and into Rona's room next door.
It was about half an hour later when she left the compound begrudgingly, she was not looking forward to meeting her partner for this mission. So help me if it is male I will throw a hippo at his balls and promptly step on them. Her light blue eyes narrowed dangerously, glaring at anything and everything. She really hates perverts and now because of one, her whole day was ruined. She huffed as she arrived at the meeting point and crossed her arms over her chest, tapping her left foot furiously.
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