1 Bad influence: Catching the Final Theif (nekomata mission) Wed Nov 15, 2017 3:01 am
Hanbei~
D-rank
Mission Name: Festival Security: Cat Burglar
Rank: EVENT
Objective: Hunt down the Nekomata who has been stealing Ryo from the festival goers.
Location: Namahage Festival.
Reward: 10 Tickets
Mission description: Nekomata are catlike yokai who can assume the forms of humans in order to better mingle with the populace. However they are intensely kleptomaniac and will attempt to make off with Ryo in order to spend it on fine fish and other delicacies. A group of particularly crafty local strays has been taking money from festival goers both human and yokai alike. Catch one and make sure to give it a good beating to dissuade it from doing it again.
Mission details: The Nekomata thief if noticed will attempt to lead the security into an ambush comprised of its 18 siblings. While none of them are particularly good fighters they have sharp little claws and will bite and kick like crazy.
Hanbei had passed the tests of the monks a few hours prior, the news spread quickly throughout the feline nekomata and they reveled in being placed in their new home, the location was a temple not far out of town, though within the first few hours it seemed that there had been issues between them and the monks already, the Nekomata had begun stealing some of the holy relics in the temple and stockpiling them somewhere underneath where the monks were not able to get to due to their expansive size. Hanbei, being small and the person who had attempted to get them to take in the furry little mongrels was called in immediately to solve the issues of the cleptomaniacs... Rushing to his destination like a wave of wild wind hanbei would break into the gates and look upon the temple. The image that met him was borderline divine and nothing like he had ever seen within the scope of the namahage festival to date.
The buddhist inspired temple almost shone like it was day, even though the realm was plunged into a purpetual single night that lasted just over an entire month. The turrets of the almost castle like basilica had holy symbols written upon them, each and everything while it almost radiated a form of holy light, they had a sense of ancientness about them that he was not able to explain, like this temple in some form had existed since the dawn of time and the birth of the first buddha himself. The gargens were littered with honorable statues of the daisoujou, mummified monks who had allowed themselves to be calcified over time as they starved to death, never once breaking their meditation. Younger nokomata running around the wide open fields and playing in the faux sunlight.
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