[Role Playing] Emilia [PICTURE HEAVY]

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dean_k
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Thu Feb 06, 2014 5:02 pm

Hello again.

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This is another RP thread in Kenshi. The title is Emilia. It is the prologue of the Gray Knights, so it is a good idea to read upon the main story.

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In the Gray Knights story, Emilia (AKA Ssizz) is 29 years old. In Emilia, she is 14 years old.

Let's see how the story will unfold.

I would like to point out that this story will be far less comical because of a simple fact that Emilia doesn't have an easy life in this story.
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Exovian
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Thu Feb 06, 2014 10:51 pm

Looking forward to it! I loved the last one.

dean_k
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Fri Feb 07, 2014 1:31 am

Ch 1 - Meet Emilia

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Samurais and hungry bandits were fighting. Among them, there was a skinny child. The child was staying out of the fight most of time but she did initiate attacking whenever there was a chance.

Samurai 1: What is a child doing here?

Samurai 2: A child where?

Samurai 3: Over there.

Samurai Lord: Hey, kid. Get away from here before you get hurt.

Emilia: I can fight!

Samurai Lord: Sure, you can. Anyone can fight. What matters is how well.

Emilia: I fight well!

Samura Lord: I think not. You look hurt already.

Indeed, the child bore numerous cuts on her body although none seemed to pose any danger.

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Emilia: Ouch, it hurts...

The child was in dire need of money to feed herself. She started out as a simple scavenger but the competition was too fierce for her to make a living. After all, she was just a child. She couldn't stand up against adults.

She was by Brink and approached gate guards.

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Emilia: Excuse me, I am looking for a job. Can I join the Samurais?

Guard samurai 1: I hope you are kidding.

Emilia: I need to feed myself. Please, even errands are fine.

Guard samurai 1: We cannot employ kids.

Emilia: You don't have to sign me up officially...

Guard samurai 1: I am sorry, but we are not going to hire you for anything.

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Pub owner: You want me to hire you?

Emilia: Please, I will do anything.

Pub owner: I don't have any issues with hiring underage kids, but you lack the requirements.

Emilia: What am I missing?

Pub owner: Volume.

Emilia: What?

Pub owner: You need volume AKA boobs and narrower waist and bigger hips. It's what grown women have.

Emilia: ......

Pub owner: There is no prostitution here but I have to please eyes of my customers at least. Sorry, kid.

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Police chief: A job?

Emilia: Anything, please, anything. I am so hungr-

Police chief: I am sorry. The police has rules and regulations. We do not employ underage kids.

Emilia: Sigh.

She left Brink in evening and was on the way to Trader's edge where she ran into a group of fallen sand ninjas.

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Emilia: Sigh. They don't have anything to loot...

Emilia: Except this blade. Hmm, it's pretty short for a blade... Looks like I could carry it on my waist without hindering me.

Upon reaching Trader's edge, she immediately asked around for a job.

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But without any success. She left for Eyesocket but ran into a group of bandits.

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Emilia: Stop chasing me! I don't have anything!

Hungry bandit 1: Doesn't look that way, missy. I see a decent katana on your waist.

Emilia: This is called Katana?

Hungry bandit 2: Looks like wakizashi to me.

Emilia: Wakizashi?

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Emilia: Mister! Mister! Please help me!

Free trader: Go away, kiddo. We are a neutral faction. We don't attack anyone unless attacked first.

Emilia: Please!

Bodyguard 1: Boss, it's a kid and she's being attacked.

Bodyguard 2: Yeah, I can't just walk away from this, boss.

Free trader: Grrr, fine, lads, help her out but you are on your own for any medical bills.

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Free trader: Keep a distance from the fight, kid.

Emilia: Thank you, mister!

Free trader: Thank them. I had no intention to help you.

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Emilia: Thank you, good sers.

Bodyguard 1: No problem, kid. Go home now.

Emilia: Could I go with you?

Bodyguard 1: Huh?

Emilia: I need to feed myself. I need a job.

Bodyguard2 : Child, we are hired hands. We are in no position to take anyone in.

Emilia: Sigh.

Bodyguard 1: If you really need a job, visit Free trader outpost. I am not sure whether they will offer you a job since you look too young but worth a try.

Emilia: Really? Where is the outpost?

Bodyguard 1: South from Eyescoket.

Emilia: Thanks!

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Emilia: Do you have any errands for me?

Holy guard 1: Huh? What?

Emilia: I will do anything for some cats.

Holy guard 2: Shoo, go away, kid. Shoo.
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dean_k
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Fri Feb 07, 2014 4:20 am

Ch 2 - And meet Patrick

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Having no luck so far, Emilia chose to visit Free trader outpost.

Emilia: ... Is that it?

Emilia: ... God I hope so...

Emilia: ... I feel like I am gonna faint any time now.

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Patrick: Hello, good looking.

Outpost receptionist: Heya, back in one piece, I see.

Patrick: Of course, girl!

Outpost receptionist: I have to say you and your guys are pretty good. Here is the reward you deserve.

Patrick: Thank you.

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Outpost leader: What? A job? You?

Emilia: Please, even errands are fine.

Outpost leader: I feel for you, kid. I really do. I can give you some food if you want.

Emilia: Please, mister! Allow me to work for my meal!

Outpost leader: !......

Emilia: Please I am not asking for free food. I am not asking for some damn sympathy! Allow me to work for my own damn meal!

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Patrick: ......

Liz: That's some spirit, boss.

Gynn: Hah.

Patrick: Hey, kid!

Emilia: ?

Patrick: Come over here for a sec.

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Emilia: Yes, mister?

Patrick: What's your name?

Emilia: Emilia.

Patrick: How old are you? You look pretty young.

Emilia: ... I am ... 16.

Liz: Hah, that's a lie. I can smell it.

Ereck: You can smell? That's new. You never smelled my fart.

Liz: Shut it, Ereck!

Patrick: Kid, how old are you? You can't fool us."

Emilia: I am ... 14.

Gynn: She's just a kid.

Emilia: Fine, I am a kid! But that doesn't change the fact that I have to make a living! So either help me or just get lost!

Gynn: Watch your mouth, kid.

Emilia: I AM NOT GONNA!!! You call yourself adults?! What have you done to this god damned fucked world?! What have I done that "just a kid" like myself have to do this this?! I haven't eaten in a week! And you know what?! I don't think I actually deserve this! I admit I am not an honest kid but I DON'T THINK I DESERVE TO DIE LIKE THIS!!!

Patrick: Hahaha! I like your attitude!

Liz: Haha.

Ereck: Hehe

Gynn: Pch, yeah, the kid's got some spirit.

Gynn: ... And the kid's got a point.

Patrick: ......

Liz: ......

Ereck: ......

Tears flew out of Emilia's eyes.

Emilia: This is the last bits of water in me. I am just going to go outside and wait for my death. Fuck you all. Fuck you all.
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dean_k
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Fri Feb 07, 2014 4:31 pm

Ch 3 - The Behaving Jerks (The BJs)

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Patrick: Hey, kid. Wait.

Emilia: What?

Patrick: You can die for all I care. But I do have a question to ask.

Emilia: What is it?

Patrick: Why did you refuse the free food? You are obviously in no situation to refuse that.

Emilia: I could get the free food and then what? I could live maybe another week more. And then what? Keep on begging? For how long? Until I become an adult?

Emilia: I wanted stability. Stupid thing to ask in the world we are in, but I wanted stability.

Patrick: ......

Emilia: Bye, mister. I am sorry for going off at you like that.

Patrick: ... Wait, kid. Turn around. Face me.

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Patrick: I operate a mercenary band called "The Behaving Jerks".

Liz: AKA BJs.

Patrick: I can let you join the band. I won't pay you since I don't believe you will actually be any of help in battles but I will provider you a shelter and food.

Emilia: What will I do in the band?

Patrick: You will fight just like the rest of us. You may die.

Emilia: That works for me.

Patrick: Are you absolutely sure? It's not an easy life.

Emilia: Nobody has an easy life.

Gynn: Except for those high nobles.

Emiia: ......

Patrick: Fine, I will take you in. Any objections, lads?

Gynn: I have no problem. It's been a long time since I got shut up by a kid.

Liz: Normally, I would say no, but not on this one. I am fine.

Ereck: If all of you are leaning that way, what the hell. Why not.

Patrick: It's decided then. Welcome to the BJs.

Patrick: We own a small house in Trader's edge. Rest of our members are resting there. Let's go!

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Mau: Boss? Who's that kid?

Kyle: Hey, kid. What's your name?

Emilia: Emilia

Patrick: She's our newest member.

Ceras: Is that a joke, boss? What could a small kid do in a battle? She will hinder us.

Patrick: She won't reduce your pay if that is what you are worried about.

Ceras: Oh, in that case, fine with me.

Kyle: Heh.

Mau: You are the boss.

Patrick: Good. I am taking this kid out to the pub and get her something to eat.

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Patrick: Okay, kid. Let me teach you few things about being a mercenary.

Emilia: Sure.

Patrick: Don't be a hero. We, mercenaries, exist to earn money. We retire as soon as we earn enough cats to start a business or something. The best mercenary is one that survives until the end. If you feel your life is in danger, flee. No one in the band will blame you.

Emilia: Even if the entire band is in danger?

Patrick: There is teamwork but no members in the band is close to each other personally. They will run if they feel their lives are under direct threat. No one will blame such members.

Emilia: ... I see.

Patrick: And kid. Sell that rusty sabre. It's too big and too heavy for you. Besides, you have the perfect weapon for you on your waist.

Emilia: This ... katana?

Patrick: It's called wakizahi actually. It's a short version of normal katanas which is perfect for you.

Patrick: Mind if I touch your arms and legs?

Emilia: Sure... but why?

Patrick: I need to check your muscle deposition.

Emilia: Ok, I guess...

Patrick had a close look at Emilia's arms, thighs, and lower legs.

Patrick: ...... Well, you have been eating very poorly obviously.

Emilia: ......

Patrick: I am afraid it's probably too late for you to become like Liz and Mau, our female members. They are big-boned battle hardened women.

Emilia: So, I will not be a good fighter?

Patrick: You can be. You just have to use a different style. Liz and Mau are brute fighters. You will have to hone your skills instead of brute force.

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Patrick: Master the wakizashi. It will suit your style the best.

Emilia: I see...

Patrick: Enough of that for now. Let me get you something to eat.

Emilia drooled immediately.
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dean_k
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Sat Feb 08, 2014 3:12 am

Ch 4 - A job to do

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Patrick: Alright, ladies and gentlemen, a merchant contacted us for a job.

Gynn: Finally.

Patrick: The client is waiting for us at Brink. We are moving out ASAP.

Ereck: Is the kid coming?

Patrick: Of course.

Patrick: Emilia, I don't think I told you this; in case you have to flee, don't come back to us and come back to here. Just wait for us.

Emilia: Alright.

Patrick: Like I said, I won't be paying you but what you loot on battle fields are yours. That will be your pay.

Emilia: Okay.

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Zill: Hey, BJs.

Patrick: Hey, Zill. Back on the business trip again?

Zill: That's right.

Zill: Our 1st destination is Clownsteady. Then we will travel to Shark. Then to Fisher. The final destination is Catan.

Patrick: And the payment?

Zill: 5000cat right now 7500cat upon arrival at Catan.

Patrick: Sounds good to me. Deal.

Patrick: Let's go.

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Ereck: Bandits!

Patrick: Zill, you know what to do. Stay back.

Zill: Yep.

Patrick: Okay, everyone, attack!

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Kyle: Hey, kiddo. Don't push yourself too hard.

Emilia: I am fine!

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Patrick: How is everyone?

Liz: I am fine.

Ereck: Fine.

Ceras: Perfectly fine.

Mau: Everyone seems to be mostly fine.

Patrick: Emilia?

Emilia: ......

Patrick: I told you before you can't fool us.

Emilia: I hurt my shoulder a little, not a biggie.

Kyle: And I told you not to push yourself too hard.

Emilia: I will be fine!

Kyle: Fine, fine, if you say so.

Patrick: ... Alright, let's move on.

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Zill: Alright, guys. We are spending a night here. I will do my business. You guys are free until then.

Patrick: Good.

Zill: Good night.

Ereck: Boss, we can drink, right?

Patrick: Yeah, up to you really. It's your life.

Ereck: Thanks. Kyle, Ceras, let's go.

Kyle & Ceras: Alrighty.

Emilia: I picked up few stuff. I am going to sell them and get me a fair of boots or shoes whichever I can afford.

Patrick: You don't have shoes?

Emilia: I never had shoes.


Next early morning, they departed Clownsteady and headed toward Shark. When they were almost at Shark, they ran into a fairly large group of bandits.

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Mau: That's a pretty big group.

Gynn: It shouldn't be an issue for us though.

Patrick: Alright, guys, attack!

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Emilia: Ugh!

Mau: Boss, the kid is down!

Patrick: What?! I told her to flee!

Gynn: Did you really think she'd listen? I can't wait to see what kind of bitch she will become when she grows up.

Ceras: Haha.

Patrick: Zill, do me a favor and grab that kid out of here!

Zill: No problem.

Zill: She will be fine and should wake up soon. It's nothing serious.

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Patrick: Emilia, this guy has a bounty on it. You carry him to Brink and claim his bounty.

Emilia: To Brink?! That's far away.

Patrick: His bounty is 5000c and I don't think we want to ignore that.

Ereck: No, we don't.

Patrick: It will be good exercise for you as well. You can train strength and stamina. Drop him off and head to Fisher. Wait for us there.

Emilia: Okay...

Patrick: Now, off you go.

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Zill: I thought we were going to stay at the inn. Why are we staying at a hotel?

Patrick: We've got an unexpected income, the bounty. I figured why not stat at a hotel for a change.

Zill: Do you think the kid can make it?

Patrick: Oh, she will.

Zill: If you say so. I will be back later.

Patrick: Of course. Oh, wait a sec, Zill.

Zill: Yeah?

Patrick: Get me a leather shirt and ninja rags.

Zill: I can give you a ninja rags for free. A leather shirt will cost a little. Why?

Patrick: Those will be a reward for the kid when she comes back. It kind of pains me to see the kid running around half-naked. She may only be 14 but still a girl.

Zill: I see.

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Patrick: Alright, had a good sleep?

Liz: You bet!

Gynn: Staying at the hotel was a nice surprise.

Patrick: Thank, Emilia, for that.

Ceras: She could run away with that bounty, you know, boss. 5000c is huge.

Patrick: Not gonna happen.

Ceras: How can you be so sure?

Gynn: I have to agree with our boss here. The kid is not that kind of girl.

Liz: Yeah, I agree.

Ceras: ... Fine, if you guys say so.

Patrick: We are heading to Fisher now. Let's go.


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Emilia: Oh, man... I spent a whole night running...

Emilia: Is that Brink? At last... almost there...


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Patrick: I see Fisher.

Liz: And I see bandits!

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Patrick: They came out of nowhere.

Gynn: They may have been waiting for us.

Patrick: They were probably waiting for a trader to pass by.

Mau: It's getting dark...

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Emilia: Finally!


The BJs arrived at Fisher.

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Zill: Alright, guys. We are almost done. We aren't going to spend a night here and will press on toward Catan.

Patrick: Yeah. Catan isn't that far.

Liz: The kid isn't here yet even after we wasted some time because of the bandit ambush.

Patrick: The bounty must have been a little heavy for her. If she misses us, she will go back to our base in Trader's edge.

Gynn: Or run to Catan.

Patrick: Doesn't really matter. She will be eventually back at th...

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Emilia: [pant] I... am... back...

Kyle: Barely in time, kiddo.

Emilia handed a bag of coins to Patrick.

Emilia: [pant] 5000 cats... all in there.

Ceras: ......

Patrick: Alright, good. Take these.

Patrick handed over a ninja rag and a leather shirt to Emilia.

Emilia: Whoa?

Patrick: Those are rewards for coming back. 5000c is not a small amount.

Patrick: Alright, we are about to depart here and go to Catan. Can you run? If you don't think you can, you can rest here and go back to...

Emilia: I will go! Don't worry about me.

Patrick: Fine. Alright, guys! Our job is almost done. Catan is only few hours away from here. Let's press on!


The BJs had a peaceful journey to Catan.

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Zill: Thanks, BJs. Good job as always. Professional and thorough.

Patrick: Thanks for the compliments.

Zill: I will make sure my ratings about the BJs will reach Free trader outpost.

Patrick: Good.

Zill: Here is the rest of payment.

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Patrick: Alright, guys. Mission accomplished and payment received!

Kyle, Gynn, Mau: Woohoo!

Patrick: We will go back to our base in Trader's edge and I will pay your guys' due.
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dean_k
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Sat Feb 08, 2014 5:16 pm

Ch 5 - Too much of a good thing (1/5)

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Patrick: How was your first real job, Emilia?

Emilia: It was fun.

Emilia: And I finally got my own shoes, too.

Patrick: You fainted once but you are only 14. No one will blame you for that.

Liz: I think you do have some talents.

Emilia: Really?

Liz: You used your blade to pierce between armor pieces. That requires precision. I suppose you had to use such a style since you lack raw strength.

Patrick: Like I told you before, master the wakizashi.

Liz: He's right. You won't be like me or Mau, but you can still be a decent fighter in other ways.

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Patrick: I will be heading over Free trader outpost to report in the job. Liz, Emilia, Gynn, I am taking you three this time.

Mau: Okay, boss. We will be chilling out at the house.

Kyle: It was a decent run. Plenty of money we made. Time to soak myself in liquor.

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Free trader receptionist: Hoi, Patrick and BJs!

Patrick: Yo, where is the girl?

Free trader receptionist: On holidays.

Patrick: Oh well.

Free trader receptionist: I already received words from Zill. Good job.

Patrick: Already? Darn, he's fast.

Free trader receptionist: Merchants are fast.

Free trader receptionist: Alright, here is a small bonus for satisfying your client.

Patrick: Thanks.

Free trader receptionist: I don't have any jobs for you right now. Things are relatively stable out there.

Patrick: Good for the general people, not good for mercs like us.

Free trader receptionist: Take some break. I will let you know when something comes up.



Roughly 1 year passed. The BJs went on few merchant escort jobs and everything seemed to be going well for them.

And one day...


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Patrick: Okay, guys... This is huge. No, it's bigger than huge. I don't even know the word for it.

Emilia: Enormous?

Patrick: What does that mean?

Emilia: It means: very large in size, quantity, or extent.

Patrick: Been reading books again, I see.

Liz: Boss, on the topic?

Patrick: Oh, right! This is huge. If we do manage to get this job done, we will be rich. Some of you might be tempted to retire.

Ceras: Boss, just spill the beans. What's the pay and what's the job?

Patrick: A small group of merchants are very displeased with how the Holy nation handled a smugging operation they were invovled in. Long story short, they wish to found a small independent village.

Ereck: The pay?

Patrick: They aren't going to pay us anything at the start but they have promised to pay us 250.000 cats.

Ceras: Holy marco. That's more than enough for me to retire even when it's split up.

Emilia: 35.714 cats for each of you.

Gynn: Holy shit...

Kyle: Ohhh, yeah. I can retire on that. Invest in a business and get me a wife... Ohhhh, yeaaaah.

Emilia: There must be a catch though. The payment seems to be way too good.

Patrick: Yeah, the merchants want us to protect their new village while they construct it.

Mau: Doesn't sound too hard.

Emilia: Are the Holy nation aware of the merchants' intention?

Patrick: They didn't tell us that. We actually have to meet them in Eyesocket for more info.

Patrick: So, guys, let's head out! To Eyesocket!

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Patrick: Alright, you guys stay here. I am going to go in there alone and meet the clients in private.

Liz: Take Emilia with you, boss.

Patrick: Huh? How come?

Liz: She's smarter than any of us. This mission sounds tricky. We might need someone smarter.

Mau: And it sounds like it invovles politics. Nothing good comes out of anything involving politics.

Emilia: ......

Patrick: Alright, Emilia, come with me.

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Tako: The BJs? Patrick, I assume?

Patrick: Yes. I thought there were three of you.

Tako: Yes, but only I am here. The other two are waiting at the spot we plan to build a village.

Patrick: Alright, fill us in and we will decide whether to go for it or not.

Tako: We had a smugging operation going on. It was going well until a high noble of the Holy nation decided that he wanted the whole bees instead of a piece.

Emilia: Are you saying that the noble took a aprt?

Tako: It was his idea to begin with. He promised that he would make guards to turn a blind eye on the operation. He'd get a piece of profits in the end.

Emilia: Hasn't it occurred to you that maybe the noble never intended to let you have any pieces?

Tako: ... Maybe.

Emilia: Patrick, this is too dangerous.

Patrick: I see where you are coming from, Emilia, but it's 250.000 cats!

Emilia: Is he even capable of paying that much?

Tako put his big bag down on ground and unzipped it slightly to show the content of the bag.

Tako: Yes, I can. The noble has yet to have any cats.

Patrick: Holy shit, that bag is full of cats!

Tako: We've run away with all money.

Emilia: And the noble wants you.

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Tako: The holy nation has branded us as criminals. We are wanted in the Holy nation and United cities.

Emilia: And Dead cat?

Tako: Dead cat is willing to take us in but there is a condition.

Emilia: Go on.

Tako: We must stay low for few years.

Patrick: Wait. Hang on a sec. Are you expecting us to protect you for "few years" ?!

Tako: No, of course not. We need the BJs to protect us while we set the village up. Once we establish a proper village, Dead cat will send us a group of "mercenaries" and claim the village as their own. We would be protected by Dead cat after that.

Patrick: What do you think, Emilia?

Emilia: Sounds plausible. The Holy nation will send bandits in definitely to stop them from constructing a village.

Tako: Which is why we need you guys.

Emilia: It's not going to be easy which is why he is offering us that much money.

Tako: But it's worth it. You pull this off and you will be good for life. I don't think all of you will make it though.

Patrick: ... What?!

Tako: But, listen, the less of you survive, the bigger share you will get in the end.

Emilia: ......

Tako: We have enough building materials to start. We will be bringing in extra merchants to bring in more materials. All we need is a week max. Probably 3 days but a week max.

Patrick: ......

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Patrick: Alright, guys, I talked to them and it's a deal. And I've seen 250.000 cats in person.

Ceras: Holy fuck.

Kyle: For real?!

Gynn: I am glad your pants are still dry, boss.

Mau: Hehe.

Liz: And Emilia's opinion on this?

Ceras: Does it matter? It's fucking 250.000 cats!

Emilia: It's going to be very hard. That's all I can say at the moment.

Ceras: Of course it's going to be hard! Otherwise, they wouldn't pay us that much!

Ereck: Damn, I am getting an erection just thinking about the money.

Ceras: Hahaha!

Patrick: So, you wanna go for it, guys? This will probably be our last job together. I am sure some of you will retire after this.

Ceras: Yeah, boss. I am up for it. No pain, no gain.

Kyle: Agreed with Ceras. I am in.

Ereck: Of course, I am in. Only a fool would miss such a chance.

Gynn: The chance of our lives, I am in.

Mau: Sure.

Liz: Fine.

Patrick: Emilia?

Emilia: I don't get paid, do I? Not that I care. I owe you my life, Patrick. I am in.

Patrick: Don't worry, girl. I will give you some from my share.

Liz: And mine.
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dean_k
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Sun Feb 09, 2014 3:07 am

Ch 5 - Too much of a good thing (2/5)

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Tako: Here we are. Meet Feck and John.

Feck: Greetings.

John: We thank you for your help.

Tako: We have no time to waste. We will get to building right away.

Patrick: Be our guests. We will stand guard.

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Gynn: They are pretty quick...

Patrick: Okay, guys. They are expecting companies and we must protect them.

Kyle: Got it, boss.


Even before an hour would pass...

Liz: We are under attack!

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Gynn: They aren't many.

Ceras: A piece cake.

Mau: Yeah, laughable.

However, even before they could finish the small group of bandits...

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Emilia: I hear another group!

Patrick: Hmm, don't panic. We've got this under control.

Mau: Finish these ASAP and we will get them!

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Patrick: Alright, bandage yourself up if you need! We are going after them right now!

Ereck: We should because they are coming to us!

Ceras: Alright, guys, let's do this! Retirement awaits!

Gynn: Hah, you are all fired up, I see.

Kyle: I can't blame him. I must say I am worked up as well.

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Patrick: This group is much bigger...

Ceras: Still we've got them!

Liz: Do you hear something?

Ceras: What?

Emilia: Another group coming!

Mau: Hmmm...

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Gynn: This is a little too many...

Patrick: Everyone, hang in there!

Ceras: Grrrr

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Emilia: Patrick! It's not looking good!

Ereck: These mo***f**kers!

Patrick: No pain, no gain, remember! This is the ordeal for early retirement!

Gynn: Hah.

Liz: We are being overwhelmed!

Mau: ......

Patrick: Tako! How is it over there?!

Tako: We've built the house, the mine, and the generator. We are waiting on a new shipment of building materials!

Patrick: If you are free, mind us giving some hands?

Feck: Our apologies, but we don't know how to fight.

Patrick: ......

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Ceras: Ugh!

Ceras: I am badly hurt...

Patrick: Don't flee, Ceras! We can't afford to lose manpower in this situation!

Ceras: ......

Ceras: Fuck the money! I am running!

Patrick: Hey, Ceras! Hey!

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Ceras: I said FUCK the money! I can't use them if I end up dead, can I?!

Ceras: Besides, I bet you want some of us to die anyway for bigger shares! I am not gonna die!

Patrick: What the!? You can't bail out like this!

Patick: CERAS!!!

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Patrick: Damn it!
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Sun Feb 09, 2014 4:40 am

Ch 5 - Too much of a good thing (3/5)

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Liz: We are in a trouble, aren't we...

Ereck: You realize that now?

Liz: Who's still standing?

Ereck: Patrick, you and me.

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Ereck: I don't think I am going to be standing for very long though...

Liz: The same here. How are you doing, Boss?

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Patrick: Bandaging myself quickly. I will give you guys a hand.

Liz: Don't bother, boss. Take the kid out of here.

Ereck: She's right.

Patrick: ... Fine.

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Patrick: You just had to chase me...

Emilia: Argh...

Patrick: Are you awake?

Emilia: Yeah... no bone's broken, it seems...

Patrick: Let me take care of this dude and I will patch you up.

Emilia: Where are we?

Patrick: A little away from the battle scene.

Emilia: Only you and I made it?

Patrick: Liz and Ereck held them off while i was carrying you away.

Patrick: We will go back soon.

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Emilia: Ereck is simply passed out.

Patrick: Good, check on the others and patch them up.

Emilia: Okay.

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Patrick: Sigh, how are you feeling, guys?

Gynn: I feel fucked up genuinely.

Patrick: Hah, I don't blame you. I cannot believe Ceras bailed out like that.

Ereck: The guy's shady. He showed his true color today.

Kyle: What are we going to do now?

Patrick: Emilia is patching up the merchants.

Kyle: And?

Patrick: Once they wake up, we will decide what to do.

Liz: I feel it's over.

Mau: Yeah.

Patrick: Maybe, we did repel three or four waves of bandits and it's quiet now.

Patrick: To be honest, guys, I don't think it's over. It'd be too easy.

Kyle: True.

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Emilia: I've patched them up.

Feck: Thank you, miss.

Emilia: What now?

Feck: We will continue building the village.

Emilia: Will there be more bandits?

Feck: They are probably done for the day. Tomorrow, yes, probably more.

Emilia: I assume they were sent by the Holy nation?

Feck: Most likely. Otherwise, they wouldn't have known this location and come in waves conveniently.

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Liz: More bandits!

Ereck: Damn! And here we thought it might have been over!

Patrick: There aren't many this time, guys!

Mau: Argh... We haven't even had time to heal up...

Gynn: Now I see why the reward is 250.000 cat.

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Patrick: God... My whole body aches... How is everyone?

Liz: Barely... standing...

Mau: The same here...

Gynn: Exhausted. I wonder if those merchants have some rum in their bags.

Ereck: Oh, what a good idea. Let's ask them...

Patrick: Wait, I see someone coming.

Gynn: More bandits?!

Patrick: No, I see only one person.

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Patrick: It's Ceras!

Emilia: I think I see a group of Samurais behind him.

Patrick: Hah, it looks like I will owe him an apology. He's bringing help.

Ereck: Damn, looks like I owe him an apology as well. I hate apologizing.
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Sun Feb 09, 2014 5:13 am

Ch 5 - Too much of a good thing (4/5)

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Ceras: It's them!

Patrick: What?

Ceras: It's them, Samurais!

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Samurai lord: The Behaving Jerks, you are under arrest.

Patrick: What the fuck?!

Samurai lord: The Holy nation informed us of a terrorist group setting up a base.

Emilia: We've been flamed.

Patrick: That fucking Ceras... He sold us out!

Samurai lord: If you come quietly, you have my word that your death will be painless. If you resist, however, we are allowed to kill you right here right now.

Gynn: Ceras, you motherfucker...

Liz: ......

Ereck: Too bad we can't get him now...

Mau: Patrick, what now...

Patrick: We fight!

Samurai lord: As you wish, lads! Kill them!

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Liz: We are no match for them! They are well equipped and are strong!

Gynn: So, this is it, huh.

Mau: ......

Patrick: Damn it! Damn it! DAMN IT!

Ereck: Sigh... I guess our retirement is bidding farewell to this world.

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Patrick: Damn it hell... Only if we were in perfect condition...

Kyle: Gah...

Emilia: Kyle's down!

Ereck: And so am I...

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Emilia: Ereck!

Ereck: Kiddo..., go. You are too young to die here. Get out of here...

Emilia: NO! I am not leaving any of you! You guys... you guys are like my uncles to me!

Kyle: Hah... Haha... Funny girl...

Ereck: ...... Thanks, girl. You made me smile right at death.

Kyle: Haha..., you know what they say... One's life is successful when one can smile at the end...

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Gynn: Boss! Take the damn girl away from here. She is not going to leave unless you force her to!

Mau: We will hold them off. We will hold them off as long as we can.

Gynn: Patrick, go!

Patrick bit his teeth.

Patrick: Let's go!

Emilia: But...!

Patrick: They want you to leave! They are gambling their lives to hold them off! I know you are sad but do not let their lives go wasted!

Gynn: Listen to him, girl. Go now.

Liz: ... You've been like a sister I've never had. Go now. Patrick will take care of you.

Mau: Bye, girl.

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Emilia: Damn it! Damn it!

Patrick: Argh... I can't go on...

Emilia: Patrick!

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Patrick: Leave me and just run... You have quick feet... They are in heavy armors... You will outrun them...

Emilia: No, I am not leaving you here!

Patrick: Damn it, girl! Listen to me for once!

Emilia: I am taking you with me!

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Emilia: [pant][pant][pant][pant]


Emilia was chased for a long time. Still, she was able to lose them.

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Patrick: ... I must have passed out. Where are we?

Emilia: I don't know.

Patrick: Looks like you saved me although... I don't feel grateful.

Emilia: I understand.

Patrick: Sigh... I guess I've been a merc for so long that I forgot the most important thing about being a merc...

Emilia: .......

Patrick: If it seems too good to be true, it is. Only if I remembered that, this would have not happened.

Emilia: Don't blame yourself. Everyone was blinded by the reward.

Patrick: Yeah...

Emilia: Even I was thinking of a new life.

Patrick: Sigh...

Emilia: What now?

Patrick: Let's spend a night here and go back to the scene. Let's... bury our friends.

Patrick: And then we are going to retire. I don't want to be a merc anymore. I have some savings at Trader's edge.

Emilia: .... I ....

Patrick: What is it?

Emilia: I kept on wondering why Ceras came from the direction of Trader's edge.

Patrick: ......

Emilia: There is a good chance that he looted our house in Trader's edge before selling us out.

Patrick: Fuck...
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Sun Feb 09, 2014 5:45 am

Ch 5 - Too much of a good thing (5/5)

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Emilia: Ereck.... He's dead.

Patrick: ......

Ereck, however, had a weak smile on his face.

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Emilia: Kyle...

He, too, had a peaceful smile on his face.

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Emilia: ......

She, too, had a smile.

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They all had a smile.

Patrick broke into tears.

Patrick: You motherfuckers...

Emilia broke into tears as well.

Patrick: [Sobbing] You guys were good guys! Good guys! You guys shouldn't have been killed like this!

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Patrick: ... Mission over, officially.

Emilia: What are we going to do now?

Patrick: To Heft.

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Emilia: Why to Heft?

Patrick: It's my hometown. I know few folks over there who will help us start anew.

Emilia: I see. We will farm, I guess?

Patrick: Probably. We need to stay low and farming would be the best for that.

Emilia: I forgot to mention but we didn't find Liz's body.

Patrick: Let's hope she's alive somewhere.

Emilia: Yeah....

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Patrick: Have I ever told you that I had a sister?

Emilia: Nope.

Patrick: Her name was Ssizz. She died young but I adore her.

Emilia: I see...

Patrick: They never called you by name.

Emilia: What?

Patrick: The guys, your uncles, they never called you by your name back there. You know why?

Emilia: ...No.

Patrick: To hide your identity. I am probably wanted by the Holy nation and United cities but they don't know who you are.

Emilia: But... wouldn't they be able to find out if they look up the BJs roster?

Patrick: Nope.

Emilia: Why not?

Patrick: Because I never registered you on the roster.

Patrick: I guess... from deep down I somehow knew something like this would happen. The guys knew it and never called you by name back there.

Emilia: ......

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Patrick: Heft, finally. My hometown. Good to be finally back home, I guess.

Emilia: Just in time. It's getting dark.

Patrick: Yeah, let's hit the pub for something to eat. I will try to find the folks to help us tomorrow morning.

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Guard 1: That must be Patrick! You are under arrest!

Patrick & Emilia: ......

Guard 2: Come quietly!

Patrick laughed out loudly.

Patrick: So, this is it! This is how it ends!

Emilia: Patrick..., let's run!

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Emilia: Patrick! Let's run!

Patrick: ......

Emilia: Patrick?!

Patrick: Ssizz! Go! Run away from here!

Emilia: Ssi- what?!

Patrick: Ssizz! Go!

Emilia: Patrick...

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Patrick shouted: I, too, will die with a smile!
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Sun Feb 09, 2014 4:15 pm

Ch 6 - Staying low

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Emilia visited the BJs HQ in Trader's edge only to find that the house has been completely looted. Even more, the house deed was revoked.

She decided to visit Free trader outpost.

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Outpost guard 1: [Whisper] Emilia, wait!

Emilia: ?

Outpost guard 1: [Whisper] Put this on before going in!

The guard handed her a hood.

Emilia: ... I see.

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Outpost receptionist: Hello, Emilia. How is it going?

Emilia: I am good. Any jobs available?

Outpost receptionist: Oh, I am sorry. No jobs are available at the moment.

Emilia: Yeah?

A group of three holy servants were looking at Emilia suspiciously.

Emilia: By the way, since when Free traders is a part of the holy nation?

Outpost receptionist: Never. Don't mind them. There are looking for a girl.

Emilia: Yeah? I am a girl.

Holy servant 1: Indeed.

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Holy servant 2: Emilia... is the name?

Outpost receptionist: Yes.

Emilia: Yeah.

The holy servants were looking at Emilia suspiciously.

Outpost receptionist: You are looking for a girl named Ssizz. We are cooperating with you guys. Don't cause troubles. We will help you.

Holy servant 1: She does seem to fit the description...

Outpost receptionist: Of course, she does! Girls of their age look pretty much identical. I guess you guys aren't married, huh.

Holy servant 1: Hmm, we are not... Our apologies, miss.

Emilia: No problem.

Outpost receptionist: Oh, Emilia, the boss would like to have a word with you about the last job. He's right outside. He couldn't stand these guys in shiny armors.

Holy servant 1: ......

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Outpost leader: Emilia, I am sorry about what happened.

Emilia: ... Yeah.

Outpost leader: If it makes you feel any better, that bastard Ceras has been taken care of.

Emilia: Dead?

Outpost leader: We found him assassinated in a back alley. Either the Holy nation or United cities must have taken care of him. Both of them denied the deed however.

Emilia: Figures.

Outpost leader: What are you going to do now?

Emilia: I don't know... I have nowhere else to go to...

Outpost leader: If you don't mind some walk, hang out in Clownsteady. Stay low for one or two years.

Emilia: Clownsteady? I've never been there...

Outpost leader: It's a remote town with very weak political influences. It's hassled by bandits and cannibals often. It will be good for you to hone your skills while staying low.

Emilia: I see. I will go there.

Outpost leader: I've put in a word for Mr. Floppy in Clownsteady. You should be able to use his bed for free of charge as long as you want.

Emilia: ... Thank you.

Outpost leader: I've known Patrick and his guys for seven years. None of them deserved to be flamed and be killed like a bunch of stray dogs.

He handed a small bag of cats to Emilia.

Outpost leader: This is the least I can do for their legacy.

Emilia: ... Thank you.

Outpost leader: May the lucky cat smile on you.


And so, Emilia moved to Clownsteady, helping out local guards whenever possible.

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And 2 years passed...

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Mr. Floppy: Happy 17th birthday, Emilia.

Emilia: Thanks, Floppy. I am bidding farewell.

My. Floppy: I see. You should be safe now.

Emilia: Yes, I am going to visit the outpost.

Mr. Floppy: I figured as much. I will miss you, girl.

Emilia: I will be back here if i get into a trouble again.

Floppy beamed a smile.

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Ch 7 - Restart

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Outpost receptionist: Hello. What can I do for you?

Emilia: I want to register myself as a merc.

Outpost receptionist: I see. You have fill out this form -

Outpost leader: She doesn't have to. Emilia, come here.

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Outpost leader: Good job. You've kept your end of bargain and stayed low for 2 years exactly.

Emilia: I did what I had to do.

Outpost leader: Indeed, but not many can actually do that. Staying low for 2 hours is no mean feat especially when you can do other things.

Emilia: I don't have any plan to die any time soon. I have six lives on my shoulders.

Outpost leader: I see. What do you plan to do now?

Emilia: I wish to start a new band.

Outpost leader: I see. There are some paper works invovled and a background check but the background check will not be necessary. We all know who you are and I am sure Patrick up there would vouch for you.

Outpost leader: I have someone I'd like to introduce to you.

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Emilia: !!! Liz!

Liz: Long time no see, Emilia.

Emilia: You are still alive!

Liz: Hah, I had to. I wasn't going to die until I got a piece of Ceras.

Emilia: ... You killed him?

Liz: Yes. When I got knocked down, I conveniently fell off a cliff. The samurais assumed me dead. Hell, even I thought it was over. I somehow survived and woke up few hours later.

Emilia: It doesn't matter. I am just so glad that you are alive...

Liz: I am sorry about the others...

Emilia: Don't mention it. It's a painful memory. Besides, it's a painful memory for you as well.

Liz: Indeed...

Outpost leader: Liz will be your first member.

Liz: I am glad to serve you, girl.

Emilia: I am just so glad to have you back...

Outpost leader: I have done all I can do for you, Emilia. Good luck.

Emilia: Thanks, chief.

Outpost leader: May the lucky cat smile on you.

Outpost leader: ... Although I do feel that lucky cat smiled on you already. You are blessed, Emilia. Trust is hard to come by in this line of business and you've had unconditional trust of six people.

Emilia: ......

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Liz: If you don't mind, I want to ask a question.

Emilia: What is it?

Liz: Patrick... What were his last words?

Emilai: ......

Liz: If you don't want to tell me, that's fine.

Emilia: I don't mind. You deserve it. His last words were: "I, too, will die with a smile!"

Liz shed few drops of tears.

Liz: That bastard... I see he's got his wish...

Emilia: His wish?

Liz: He was traumatized by his sister's death. His sister died at 11 years of age. She could have lived but her family was so poor that they could not afford any medicines.

Emilia: Ssizz..., right?

Liz: So, he told you.

Emilia: Yes. Did he tell you also?

Liz: Hah, yes, I would know. We went out for a while. We broke up in the end though.

Emilia: I see...

Liz: He wanted to amass a lot of cats and open an orphanage in Heft. His sister's death was eating him alive slowly but surely until he met you. You became his new sister and I am sure he did smile at his death.

Liz started to sob.

Liz: Mau, Gynn, Kyle, and Ereck...

But soon she claimed down.

Liz: Emilia, I will help you to go as high as you can even if it costs my life. I swear it.

Emilia: Thanks, auntie.

Liz smiled.

Liz: Yeah. That sounds... good.

Liz: ... Look at you! You got taller and your boobs are as large as than mine! How old are you now?

Emilia: Hehe. 17.

Liz: And you've got nicer body than me now. You've become a fine woman.
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Mon Feb 10, 2014 8:32 pm

This is awesome. Read it on my phone while I was out. Couldn't put it down.

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Tue Feb 11, 2014 5:06 am

Ch 8 - Sponsor

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Liz: Have you decided on the name of your new band?

Emilia: Not really... I guess it would make it suspicious to name it "The Behaving Jerks", wouldn't it.

Liz: Yeah. You and I both have managed to get off the hook but we need to be careful still.

Emilia: Any name in your mind?

Liz: Not really. After getting rid of Ceras, I was going to retire. I didn't think I would continue to be a merc.

Emilia: Let's decide on the name later. We need to decide on our HQ.

Liz: How about Brink? It's fairly big. It's far from the Holy nation.

Emilia: Yeah, Brink sounds good.

They traveled to Brink.

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Liz: ......

Emilia: ......

Liz: You want to buy this house?

Emilia: If money allows.

Liz: This is the largest manor in Brink.

Emilia: Let's take a look.

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Liz: It's going to cost 36.000 cat to purchase this house.

Emilia: I have 5.000 cat. Do you have any cat?

Liz: I do have 10.000 cat... which I took from Ceras. I thought he'd have more but looks like he spent some before I got to him.

Emilia: Hmm, we have almost half taken care of.

Liz: I guess you dream to be big. Patrick insisted on getting a small house since he wanted to save money.

Emilia: When I visited the BJs' house in Trader's edge, I felt that it was too small.

Liz: Hah, true. It was too small for the seven of us to stay in, so some of us went to the pub next door.

Emilia: .......

Liz: I have an idea.

Emilia: Yeah?

Liz: I think I might have someone who might loan us some cat.

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Zill: Long time no see, Liz.

Liz: Hello, Zill.

Zill: I heard what happened. I am surprised to see you alive. I thought you were dead. And I am even more surprised that you didn't retire.

Zill glanced at Emilia.

Zill: Who is this woman?

Liz: Do you remember the kid who was following us?

Zill: ..... Oh! Oh, wow, it was a she? I had no idea.

Emilia: .....

Zill: Lass, you've grown up to be one fine woman. Much better than Liz in every aspect.

Liz: I am here, you know, Zill.

Emilia: My name is Emilia.

Zill: I see.

Liz: Who's the guy behind you?

Zill: My personal bodyguard, Mato. I had to hire him after the BJs got bursted. The BJs were my favorite merc band.

Mato: Nice to meet you all.

Zill: Mato's a decent guy. I've worked with him for over a year now.

Mato: Zill pays me well.

Zill: So, why did you call me?

Liz: Emilia here is starting a new merc band and she wants to purchase this manor.

Zill: I see. Short on cat?

Emilia nodded.

Zill: How short?

Liz: We need 18.000 cat just to buy the manor.

Zill: I see. How about a deal? I am a merchant after all.

Liz: Go right ahead. I am not going to blame you for trying to profit. You are a merchant after all.

Zill: I will sponsor your band. In return, take me and Mato into your band.

Emilia: ... That deal looks like I gain more than you do.

Zill: True, lass. I will help you purchase the manor and will furniture it.

Liz: What's going on, Zill?

Zill: I am just a little tired of being a merchant. I want a little change in my life.

Emilia: Do you want a cut from what we earn?

Zill: Yes and no. If I don't tag along with you guys on a mission, I want a cut, a 10% cut from what you earn. But if I do happen to tag along with you guys, I don't want a cut. I will loot and the loots will be my cut.

Emilia: I would like to make sure one thing.

Zill: Go on.

Emilia: Whose command will Mato be under?

Zill: Your command. Mato?

Mato: Fine by me.

Emilia: Deal then.

Mato: What's the name of the band?

Emilia: I have... yet decided.

Zill: I have an idea for a name.

Emilia: You do? Go on.

Zill: Nothing fancy. Sand Merc.

Liz: Nothing fancy indeed.

Emilia: I like it. It's simple.

Zill: Decided then.
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Ch 9 - Sand Merc

Few days later...

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Zill: I've brought in basic stuff: A research bench and a weapon smithing table.

Liz: We don't have a mine, you know.

Zill: You can build one outside.

Liz: Won't we need to protect it?

Zill: Nah, leave it alone. We will mine it together whenever we need the ore. It's not like we will be mass producting like Old-Eyes.

Emilia: True and it's not like iron ore is worth the weight to most.

Zill: Exactly. Faric can be purchased cheap from Brink itself.

Emilia spread words that her new band, Sand Merc, was recruiting and soon enough, an applicant visited their HQ.

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Set: I am Set. I want to join.

Liz: What's your story?

Set: I used to be in a merc band called "The Crazy 11". The band was disbanded and I need a new band.

Emilia: What happened to your band?

Set: ...... Our boss got a bar girl pregnant and decided to settle down.

Emilia: Good for him..., I guess.

Set: ......

Liz: ......

Set: No one else wanted to take over, so we disbanded.

Emilia: Is that a samurai armor you are wearing?

Set: Ye.

Emilia: How did you manage to get a hand on it?

Set: From a bar fight. A drunken samurai tried to dance with a bar girl but his armor proved to be too heavy to dance and he took it off and threw it at me. He gave it to me.

Liz: ......

Emilia: Where is the "fight" part in that story?

Set: Dancing = Fighting.

Emilia: Oh, I see.

Emilia whispered to Liz.

Emilia: [Whisper] What do you think?

Liz: [Whisper] He could be a nutcase.

Emilia: [Whisper] Reject him?

Liz: [Whisper] No, we can kick him out later. Accept him for now. Gynn acted like him when joining as well.

Emilia: Grats. You are in.

Set: Thank ye. I need a favor though... like right now.

Liz: That was quick. Let me guess. You want us to pay for a tab?

Set: ......

Liz: Oh, fuck. I was right?

Set: ......

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Mato: Going out with just four of us, Are you sure, boss?

Emilia: Yes, we will be fine. I just want to see how we do on the field.

Liz: Let's see how well you do, Set.

Set: I am an okay fighter.

Emilia: We will just patrol around Brink and pick on a small gang.

Mato: Roger.

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Emilia: Need a hand, good sers?

Dead cat mercenary 1: Sure, why not.

It was a messy fight between three different groups. First was a dead cat mercenary group. Second was a dust bandit group. Third was a sand ninja group.

Liz: This is a fairly big fight except...

Mato: It's easy.

Set: Yep.

Emilia: Everyone is confused here and doesn't know which one to pick.

Dead cat mercenary 1: Yes, lass. We've been in deadlock for a while. You guys' involvement should change the tide.

The fight ended in Dead cat's favor and the mercenary group chased fleeing bandits.

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Liz: What do we have here?

Mato: Free cat.

Set: Free 5.000cat.

Emilia: Not bad for a test run.

Liz: Zill will want 500cat.
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Ch 10 - Auditions

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Kyrria: Hello, I saw the ads.

Emilia: "Ads"?

Kyrria: Can I join you guys?

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Set: Holy Macro! Those are the biggest boobs I've ever seen!

Emilia: ......

Liz: [Whisper] Set is right. Those are the biggest boobs I've seen, ever.

Emilia: Miss, what is your name?

Kyrria: Kyrria. I am a dancer.

Emilia: Do you realize that this is a mercenary group?

Kyrria: Yes, I surely do. They do need entertainment, don't they?

Set: Oh, hell, yes.

Liz: That's what the pubs are for.

Kyrria: Yeah, but nothing better than home-made entertainment.

Emilia: Are you really a dancer?

Kyrria: Yeah, I dance good in bed.

Emilia: So..., you are a prostitute.

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Kyrria: If you really want to use that word, yes. That's what I am. I can fight as well.

Liz: I don't see any weapon on you.

Kyrria: It's never a good business to carry a blade openly for my line of business. It's hidden in my pants.

Set: Ohhhh, yeah. Good stuff.

Emilia: ......

Emilia: Why do you wish to join us really?

Kyrria: The money's good but I don't feel very secure. Some men are just plain bad in bed and some men think they own me. I am sick of it. I want a more stable career.

Kyrria: Like I said, I can fight. Probably not as good as you guys and girls but I think I can pull on my own weight.

Emilia: [Whisper] Why do we keep getting weirdos?

Liz: [Whisper] Beats me.

Kyrria: I've some experience as a maid as well. I can keep this manor clean and neat if needed.

Set: Ohhh, yeah. Boss, you've got to hire her. She's like .... She's like an angel to us!

Liz: To you, maybe. And haven't we done enough for you? Your tab was 2.500cat!

Set: Let's forget the past, shall we?

Emilia: [Sigh] Fine, Kyrria. We will take you in. Might as well have someone at the HQ and help Zill out from time to time.

Kyrria: I do expect to fight also. So, don't hesitate to take me to missions.

Emilia: If you say so.

Set: Yessssss!

Liz: ......

Few days later, another applicant came in...

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Asven: The name's Asven. I will do anything for a pair of pants.

Emilia: Excuse me?

Asven: I lost my pants. I will do anything for a new pair of pants.

Emilia: Where and how can you lose your pants?

Asven: I was poo... Ahem, let's just say I was having a business in a toilet. Something came up and I had to leave there quickly. When I came back, my pants were gone.

Liz: [Whisper] More like someone threw them away.

EMilia: ...... You left the toilet without your pants... Must have been really urgent.

Asven: I have loincloth on for now but really these are not pants. A man need pants.

Emilia & Liz: ......

Set: ......

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Liz: There, happy?

Asven: Thank you. I owe you my life.

Emilia: Sure...

Asven: A man without his pants is a man without his soul.

Kyrria: Heh, I know what he is trying to say.

Set: Damn, Asven. I feel for you, man.

Emilia: Sigh. Welcome to the band.

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Emilia: All right, we now have six members in the band. I will submit the roster to Free trader outpost. Is everyone okay with this?

Set: Yep. I hope this band turns out to be less crazier than my last one. Man..., those mofo were just nutcases.

Asven: My life is yours, ma'am. You've given me a new pair of pants.

Emilia: ......

Emilia: Okay. All of us except Zill will head to Free trader outpost. Let's hope we run into bandits.
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dean_k
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Thu Feb 13, 2014 3:04 pm

Ch 11 - Tracing back

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Liz: Well, Emilia. You wanted to run into bandits and we ran into them. I didn't think we'd run into them in a town though!

Set: My last band was a bunch of nutcases but these bandits are even more nuts. Who in the world try to raid a holy nation controlled town?

Kyrria: This is what happens when men don't get laid for too long.

Set: Oh, my balls.

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Liz: These are hungry bandits. They've got nothing but rags on them.

Emilia: Let's proceed to the outpost.

Liz: Yeah.

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Emilia: I've come to submit the roster for a new mercenary band Sand Merc.

Free trader receptionist: I see. Let me see.

Emilia handed over a parchment.

Free trader receptionist: Okay, looks all good... Uh... Asven? Asven?!

Asven: Yeah?

Free trader receptionist: What happened to your last band?

Asven: What do you mean?

Free trader receptionist: You already belong to another band.

Asven: I do?

Free trader receptionist: You don't remember? The Crushout. In fact, I have a request from your boss to search and rescue you.

Asven: Hmm...

Emilia: ......

Asven: I don't know. I belong to this band, Sand Merc. My boss has given me a new pants, a new soul. I am new Asven.

Free trader receptionist: [Sigh] Whatever. Since I found you, I will let your boss... or ex boss know.

Asven: Whatever. It's all about pants.

Free trader receptionist: ......

Emilia: Anyway, where is the boss?

Free trader receptionist: He's outside for a view.

Emilia: Alright, guys, wait here. I just want to say hi to him.

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Outpost leader: Hello, Emilia. I suppose you came to submit your roster?

Emilia: Yes.

Outpost leader: Nice view..., isn't it.

Emilia: Yes. I would hate to ruin the mood you are in.

Outpost leader: Well, get on with it.

Emilia: I want to know more about the incident 2 years ago.

Outpost leader: Yes, girl... You ruined the mood. I was hoping you'd never bring that up.

Emilia: I have to know.

Outpost leader: Do you mean to exact revenge?

Emilia: If it seems possible, yes.

Outpost leader: What happened 2 years ago involves a high noble from the Holy nation. It won't be easy and the holy nation was very worked up about the issue.

Emilia: Are you saying you can't help?

Outpost leader: I've done all I could for you. I cannot help you further. I can refer you to an informant.

Emilia: I see.

Outpost leader: Just trying to unsettle dust about the incident is enough to get you assassinated. Be very careful. The Holy nation is fully aware that they did not find you, the last survivor. They believe Liz was killed, so she's off the hook, but you were never found by them. If they find out you were looking into this, they will assume that you were the last survivor they couldn't locate.

Emilia: I am aware of the risk.

Outpost leader: ... I see. The informant is currently in Trader's edge. The name's Derran.

Emilia: Thank you.

Outpost leader: .......

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Liz: Well, we ran into another bandit group again.

Set: Dust bandits. They usually have few things to loot.

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Set: And we've found a dude with a bounty!

Kyrria: He's worth 2889 cat. Worth a lot more than countless men I've spent nights with.

Emilia: Asven, take the bounty and go straight to Brink. We need to stop by Trader's edge.

Asven: Understood, boss.

Liz: Why are we stopping at Trader's edge?

Emilia: Just taking a break. Let's hit the pub or shops. Today wasn't too bad.

Kyrria: I believe we've made about 5000c including the bounty.

Set: Not bad.

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Emilia: Derran?

Derran: Nope.

Emilia: Someone recommended you to me.

Derran: Name?

Emilia: Free traders.

Derran: You are?

Emilia: Emilia.

Derran: Come with me.

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Derran: What do you want to know?

Emilia: 2 years ago, there was a smuggling operation in the Holy nation. Three merchants got caught.

Derran: That's enough info. I know what you are talking about.

Emilia: I need to know who was behind the scene.

Derran: That's dangerous water you are about to sail into.

Emilia: I am fully aware.

Derran: I will look into it but it will take a long time. A very subtle method is required to dig into a sensitive matter like this. I don't want to die after all.

Emilia: Fine by me.

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Police chief: A bounty?

Asven: Yes, sir. I have a humble request before turning him in.

Police chief: What is it?

Asven: Please have a mercy on this soul and do not take his pants away from him.

Police chief: What?

Asven: You can hang him but please don't take his pants.

Police chief: Okay...?

Asven: Thank you.
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dean_k
Posts: 64
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Fri Feb 14, 2014 5:07 pm

Ch 12 - Worth the trouble

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Garagi: The job is simple. Escort to me Clownsteady. I will conduct my business there. Once done, escort me to Trader's edge.

Emilia: Sounds easy enough. What's the pay?

Garagi: You have no reputation, so I will not pay anything upfront.

Liz: Hey, you should at least pay some.

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Garagi: The job will pay well. Once you escort me back to Trader's edge, I will pay you 15.000cat.

Emilia: Hmmm... I guess we have no other choice.

Liz: Sigh.

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Emilia: Alright, everyone. This is our first official mission. We are to escort Garagi to Clownsteady and escort him to Trader's edge.

Set: Sounds easy enough.

Emilia: Yes. Zill will be coming with us this time.

Zill: Indeed. I need some fresh air. It's good to see money flowing in without doing anything though. The fun of an investment.

Emilia: This job is a simple escort. Let's do this, people.

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Kyrria: That was a quiet walk. Half of the job done. If I knew being a merc was this easy, I would have never done dancing in beds.

Asven: Being a merc isn't easy, miss. I've always hated losing pants.

Set: How can you lose pants during fights? Life, maybe, but pants?

Asven: It's a long story.

Liz: ......

Emilia: Alright, everyone. We sleep here tonight.

Mr. Floppy: Welcome back, Emilia.

Emilia: I came back here sooner than I expected, mister.

Mr. Floppy: Heh.

Garagi: Excuse me. I will do my business. I will see you early in morning.

Emilia: Alright.

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Zill: The guy is shady.

Emilia: Shady?

Zill: I've been a merchant for 30 years. I know shady merchants when I see one.

Emilia: What do you mean by shady?

Zill: When I say shady to a merchant, it generally means two things. He's either a smuggler or a criminal in disguise.

Emilia: What should we do then?

Zill: Wait for now. If nothing happens to us and if we can escort him back to Trader's edge, all good.

Emilia: Is smuggling that bad? I see smuggling as just a different way of trading.

Zill: In some cases, yes. Smuggling is just slightly illegitimate trading. A good example is smuggling rum to bandits. There isn't really harm to such trading.

Zill: But some smuggling is bad. What if he is trading UC or the Holy nation equipment to bandits?

Emilia: Do you know anything about the smuggling operation two years ago?

Zill: No, the holy nation did a good job covering it up.

Emilia: I see.

In morning...

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Liz: We are under attack!

Asven: Phew! I had time to wear pants this time!

Kyrria: And here I thought the job was too easy!

Emilia: We are being attacked... in middle of a town!

Town guard 1: What the hell?! How did so many sneak past us?!

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Set: A bunch of shitty nutcases... What in the right mind attack a town in broad daylight?

Emilia: I say they knew what they were doing. The guards didn't notice them until we were attacked!

Liz: Why us though?

Emilia: Beats me...

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Everyone's attention was on Garagi.

Garagi: I know nothing about this.

Liz: Really? Are you sure?

Emilia: Let it go, Liz. Let's just get the job done. We are moving out.

Liz: ... Fine.

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Set: Again?! What in the blazes?!

Liz: Garagi, anything to explain?

Garagi: I said this before. I know nothing about this!

Asven: Your pants smell more than mine, Mr. Merchant.

Kyrria: I retract what I said. Being a merc ain't easy.

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Asven passed out from the battle and Liz carried him.

Liz: Explain yourself, Garagi.

Set: You better, dude.

Garagi: I told you. I don't know anything!

Emilia: We were attacked two times in row. One in middle of town. Another as soon as we left. None of us here deserves such warm treatments.

Zill: He is a smuggler.

Garagi: !

Zill: Whatever deal he wanted to make, it broke down and the bandits wanted their goodies.

Set: We should turn him in for a bounty or something.

Garagi: I... Just let me go!

Emilia: For free?

Garagi: You did nothing!

Emilia: We protected you twice. We did something.

Garagi: Grrrr, fine! Here!

He handed over a small bag of cat.

Garagi: 5000cat! Don't bother me anymore!

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Zill: That was fun.

Set: Not much of money for us.

Zill: For you, no. For me, yes.

Set: Really? How?

Zill: All the weapons and armors those bandits dropped. I made approx. 12000cat.

Set: Holy smokes! I should retire and be a merchant!

Zill: It isn't as easy as it sounds. I made an investment and it's paying off.

Emilia: Well, I am sure Garagi can't complain to Free traders. He was a smuggler after all.

Zill: He may still complain. There are good smugglers and there are bad smugglers. Free traders treat smugglers as traders. Fortunately, the current leader of Free traders is a decent guy and he should be able to see that Garagi is a bad smuggler.

Liz: Yes, this shouldn't impact Sand Merc's rating.

Zill: It was worth the trouble.

Set: For you, I guess.

Zill: Hehe.

Kyrria: Let's go back home. I need a bath.

Set: Can I join you?
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dean_k
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Joined: Thu Jan 23, 2014 8:53 pm

Sun Feb 16, 2014 3:56 pm

Ch 13 - Window of opportunity 1 of 5

Some time passed.

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Free trader receptionist: Hello, Emilia. Grats on your 18th birthday.

Emilia: Thanks, mister.

Free trader receptionist: Good job on the last job as well. The client was satisfied.

Emilia: Good to hear.

Free trader receptionist: Here is the bonus and I do have another job for you. It's pretty big.

Emilia: Really?

Free trader receptionist: The chief over there will tell you about it.

Emilia: Sure thing.

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Chief: Hello, Emilia. You are looking better and better.

Emilia: Thanks.

Chief: About the job, you will be working for the Holy nation. Do you want to take this job?

Emilia: Yes, why not?

Chief: I had to ask considering your opinion about them. Just in case.

Emilia: I don't have negative feelings about them. What happened involved few select members of the Holy nation.

Chief: Indeed, it's good to see that you have senses.

Emilia: So, what is the job?

Chief: A high noble from the Holy nation has been granted his own town.

Emilia: Good for him, I guess? Where do we come in?

Chief: The noble wants to hire mercenaries as town guards for his new town while it is being built and populated.

Emilia: Sounds simple.

Chief: Indeed, your job will be protecting the town until dismissed.

Emilia: What's the pay?

Chief: You get no payment upfront but your payment in the end will be 90.000 cat.

Emilia: Nice.

Chief: This job will take a while to complete, so I don't think the payment is high enough.

Emilia: Nah, I will take it.

Chief: Good. His new town is located Southwest of Shark. You will see a bunch of people when you approach the sight. I don't believe they've built anything yet there.

Chief: And just one more thing.

Emilia: Yeah?

Chief: You will be dealing with nobles. They don't want to be talked back and so on. Only you should talk to him.

Emilia: I see. I get the picture.

Chief: Good.

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Set: 90.000 cat!

Kyrria: Niccceeee.

Liz: I don't like the fact that we will be working for the Holy nation, but the pay is nice and sounds straightforward enough.

Emilia: Yes, this job will take a while to complete but 90.000 cat is worth the trouble.

Asven: I will be able to get a new pair of pants with that amount of money.

Emilia: Prepare, everyone. We will move out as soon as we are ready.

Emilia: And everyone, only I will talk to them. Understand?

Kyrria: How come?

Emilia: We will be dealing with nobles probably. Our manner of speech won't please them. I will try to speak as noble as possible, I guess.

Kyrria: Errr, fine.

Set: Fine by me as long as we get the cat in the end.

Asven: Yes.

Liz: I see.

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William IV: Took you long enough, merc.

Emilia: My apologies.

William IV: Since you've arrived, we will commence building Aqua. My father, William III will come here when the town is somewhat done.

Emilia: I see.

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Liz: Huh, they are pretty fast.

Emilia: It looks like they brought in considerable amount of materials.

Liz: Being rich, huh.

Set: Damn, so this dude is getting his own town. That's as good as being a king.

Kyrria: I wonder I can get the noble to fall in love with me. My life would change for good.

Liz: I've heard of William IV. He is the adopted son of William III.

Emilia: Adopted? I guess he doesn't have a son?

Liz: Not sure but probably, I guess.

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