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Post by Niso Konto on Jan 14, 2019 16:38:47 GMT
Quest Name: Don't Shoot the Messenger
Details: A nobleman in Silvaria has broken down near you and needs a message delivered to his estate post-haste. Be careful, though; his guard dogs are not to be trifled with, and his butler is known to be wary of trespassers.
Word Count: 750 Words
Modding: Request what you'd prefer when you post the quest. Mod summon if needed.
Reward: 25 Florence
Niso had been exploring the flowers a fair bit ever since he’d ended up stook here. It was a rather interesting world, though the fact some things remained constant annoyed him. Order would always follow him it seemed regardless of what wacky dimension he ended up in. The Regnum’s, who worked on a monarchy system, were no different from the old monarchies of his world. The rich got super rich, the poor got super poor, and anything that could be done to help them was wasted on the military and this weird little faction war going on. Still, the world was still interesting regardless, I mean it wasn’t every day back in the Pokemon world you saw a car puffing out magical pixie dust-esque gas as the engine made a sound like a cough dog.
“You boy!” Niso stopped on his little stroll, pulling back a few steps and pointing to himself with his usual oblivious state. “Yes you who else would you think I meant?” They gave off an arrogant air, pulling away from the car as someone else, in equally flashy attire but a far less rotund belly, remained to attempt to fix it. “This car of mine has decided today of all days it’s going to be a mess. I need you to perform a vital task for me.” Holding out a hastily written letter, with the fancy cursive a noble might be known for mixed with the wobbly-ness the back of the chair infront of him might provide as a surface, Niso was curious enough, shrugged, and took the note, resting his free hand in his pocket.
“I need you to deliver this to my estate. Its simply straight up the road, once you get out of the trees you’ll see it in the distance.”
Niso flipped over the note, it was written in something other than common so he couldn’t quite grab it, but this seemed easy enough. “Eh sure, I got nothing better to do.”
“Atta boy. Ask my buttler to read it, he’ll know what to do and he’ll be sure to pay you for your troubles. I left a note for that at the bottom.”
“Oh, awesome. I was just doing this cause I was bored but money never hurts! Thanks pal!”
The nobleman watched the little scruffy child rush off down the road, thankfully in the right direction. He turned to re-enter his car to wait until it might be fixed, but thought quickly, dipping out of the car. “OH sir you..oh. Oh he’s gone…” He shrugged and re-entered the car. “He’ll find out soon enough.”
Arriving at the estate about a half hour later, Niso was only half sure why he’d been jogging in this direction as he caught his breath. His regenation abilities may have meant he had great *stamina* but his actual stamina left a lot to be desired, nearly hacking up a lung as he keeled over to catch his breath, feeling a mouthful of saliva coat his tongue and making it even harder for him to breath. He’d be fine given a minute but boy was that a minute.
“Okay…gotta just…deliver this…” Walking up to the front gate, it didn’t seem like there was much to try and signal to be let in. There was some magitech camera set up, but waving at it for a good minute got Niso nowhere. Rolling his eyes, feeling he should have realized his little trip wouldn’t be straightforward, he leapt at the gate to get a good started and started to climb his way up, careful not to ruin his remaining good jacket from home on the spikes at the top, and dusting himself off as he landed the other side.
“So far so good…maybe not so hard afterall.”
Walking up the estate grounds, it was a rather fair walk up to the mansion at the centre of the grounds, and as Niso walked even he couldn’t miss the sharp growls in the background. About halfway to the main estate, a group of -well Niso was sure they were dogs but he felt they could pass for wolves- had started to surround him, and he shrunk into himself a little with a nervous chuckle. “Nice doggies?”
Niso was swiftly booking it again after just barely having gotten rid of his winded sensation. As he could almost feel the dogs just barely biting at the air behind him, he started to yank off his jacket. It was a good jacket and he was not about to let the dogs tear into that. He was at the main estate before he knew it, feeling a big chunk come out of his pants as he managed to just barely get over a second fence, turning and laughing at the dogs on the other side of the gate.
“Hhahaha! I win! Na-nanana-na!”
Niso grinned victoriously, still holding his letter and now his jacket too under his arm, walking up to the front door in tattered pants and a vest, with a proud, victorious smile, he knocked on the door and held his head high, prepared to receive his award.
The door opened. “Hoi! I’m here to deliver-“
Pain. Why pain. Ow.
Before Niso could even finish the thought let alone the sentence, he found himself on his back, twitching in pain, his jacket thankfully landing a back where he once stood as he now bled on the floor with a giant icicle through his heart. Fuck magic. His eyes traced up to the butler who was standing over him, cough up a chunk of his lungs, almost literally this time, as he held up the note for him. The butler took it, had the pleasure of taking his sweet time reading it as Niso’s hands slipped and slid over the melting icicle in his torso, before waving his hand and making the ice disappear, Niso taking a HARSH gasp for breath as the wound in his chest rapidly started to heal.
“W-WHO KILLS SOMEONE FOR KNOCKING!?”
“Technically I didn’t kill you.” He stated clearly, stuffing the note in his jacket. Not that this guy could know he was immortal but rather than argue Niso would just harshly glare, pushing himself up to a sitting position and rubbing the back of his neck. Before he’d even fully recovered, a small coin pouch was dropped infront of him, and he was given a shooing motion…good to see manners didn’t exist in any dimension.
Details: A nobleman in Silvaria has broken down near you and needs a message delivered to his estate post-haste. Be careful, though; his guard dogs are not to be trifled with, and his butler is known to be wary of trespassers.
Word Count: 750 Words
Modding: Request what you'd prefer when you post the quest. Mod summon if needed.
Reward: 25 Florence
Niso had been exploring the flowers a fair bit ever since he’d ended up stook here. It was a rather interesting world, though the fact some things remained constant annoyed him. Order would always follow him it seemed regardless of what wacky dimension he ended up in. The Regnum’s, who worked on a monarchy system, were no different from the old monarchies of his world. The rich got super rich, the poor got super poor, and anything that could be done to help them was wasted on the military and this weird little faction war going on. Still, the world was still interesting regardless, I mean it wasn’t every day back in the Pokemon world you saw a car puffing out magical pixie dust-esque gas as the engine made a sound like a cough dog.
“You boy!” Niso stopped on his little stroll, pulling back a few steps and pointing to himself with his usual oblivious state. “Yes you who else would you think I meant?” They gave off an arrogant air, pulling away from the car as someone else, in equally flashy attire but a far less rotund belly, remained to attempt to fix it. “This car of mine has decided today of all days it’s going to be a mess. I need you to perform a vital task for me.” Holding out a hastily written letter, with the fancy cursive a noble might be known for mixed with the wobbly-ness the back of the chair infront of him might provide as a surface, Niso was curious enough, shrugged, and took the note, resting his free hand in his pocket.
“I need you to deliver this to my estate. Its simply straight up the road, once you get out of the trees you’ll see it in the distance.”
Niso flipped over the note, it was written in something other than common so he couldn’t quite grab it, but this seemed easy enough. “Eh sure, I got nothing better to do.”
“Atta boy. Ask my buttler to read it, he’ll know what to do and he’ll be sure to pay you for your troubles. I left a note for that at the bottom.”
“Oh, awesome. I was just doing this cause I was bored but money never hurts! Thanks pal!”
The nobleman watched the little scruffy child rush off down the road, thankfully in the right direction. He turned to re-enter his car to wait until it might be fixed, but thought quickly, dipping out of the car. “OH sir you..oh. Oh he’s gone…” He shrugged and re-entered the car. “He’ll find out soon enough.”
Arriving at the estate about a half hour later, Niso was only half sure why he’d been jogging in this direction as he caught his breath. His regenation abilities may have meant he had great *stamina* but his actual stamina left a lot to be desired, nearly hacking up a lung as he keeled over to catch his breath, feeling a mouthful of saliva coat his tongue and making it even harder for him to breath. He’d be fine given a minute but boy was that a minute.
“Okay…gotta just…deliver this…” Walking up to the front gate, it didn’t seem like there was much to try and signal to be let in. There was some magitech camera set up, but waving at it for a good minute got Niso nowhere. Rolling his eyes, feeling he should have realized his little trip wouldn’t be straightforward, he leapt at the gate to get a good started and started to climb his way up, careful not to ruin his remaining good jacket from home on the spikes at the top, and dusting himself off as he landed the other side.
“So far so good…maybe not so hard afterall.”
Walking up the estate grounds, it was a rather fair walk up to the mansion at the centre of the grounds, and as Niso walked even he couldn’t miss the sharp growls in the background. About halfway to the main estate, a group of -well Niso was sure they were dogs but he felt they could pass for wolves- had started to surround him, and he shrunk into himself a little with a nervous chuckle. “Nice doggies?”
Niso was swiftly booking it again after just barely having gotten rid of his winded sensation. As he could almost feel the dogs just barely biting at the air behind him, he started to yank off his jacket. It was a good jacket and he was not about to let the dogs tear into that. He was at the main estate before he knew it, feeling a big chunk come out of his pants as he managed to just barely get over a second fence, turning and laughing at the dogs on the other side of the gate.
“Hhahaha! I win! Na-nanana-na!”
Niso grinned victoriously, still holding his letter and now his jacket too under his arm, walking up to the front door in tattered pants and a vest, with a proud, victorious smile, he knocked on the door and held his head high, prepared to receive his award.
The door opened. “Hoi! I’m here to deliver-“
Pain. Why pain. Ow.
Before Niso could even finish the thought let alone the sentence, he found himself on his back, twitching in pain, his jacket thankfully landing a back where he once stood as he now bled on the floor with a giant icicle through his heart. Fuck magic. His eyes traced up to the butler who was standing over him, cough up a chunk of his lungs, almost literally this time, as he held up the note for him. The butler took it, had the pleasure of taking his sweet time reading it as Niso’s hands slipped and slid over the melting icicle in his torso, before waving his hand and making the ice disappear, Niso taking a HARSH gasp for breath as the wound in his chest rapidly started to heal.
“W-WHO KILLS SOMEONE FOR KNOCKING!?”
“Technically I didn’t kill you.” He stated clearly, stuffing the note in his jacket. Not that this guy could know he was immortal but rather than argue Niso would just harshly glare, pushing himself up to a sitting position and rubbing the back of his neck. Before he’d even fully recovered, a small coin pouch was dropped infront of him, and he was given a shooing motion…good to see manners didn’t exist in any dimension.
