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1A Date With an Old Man [Job / Solo] Empty A Date With an Old Man [Job / Solo] on 27/11/15, 02:14 pm

Asha

Asha
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Job Details:
Job Name: Reliving Glory Days I/II [Repeatable][Job Chain]
Job Rank: D
Job Location: Reim
Job Rewards: 3,000 Huang, 50 XP
Job Overview:
An old soldier is drunk at the local tavern, boasting various stories of his better years. A Kou soldier is sitting quietly in a corner, listening to the man. While the soldier does not care about the stories, the rest of the customers are worried that the drunk man will say something that would set him off. The Tavern Keeper is worried as well, and is willing to pay you to get the man out of the Tavern.

Escort the man home and listen to a story.

OR

Knock him out and drop him in an alleyway till he sobers up.


Enemy Name: Old Drunk Man
Rank: D
Needed damage to take down: D
Abilities:
The Old Drunk Man moves at a speed of 2m/s.
The Old Drunk Man is too drunk to fight back.




"ALRIGHT YOU DRUNK CRETINS! STOP CROWDING THE BAR, I HAVE A BUSINESS TO RUN YOU FILTHY MUTTS!" The barkeep yelled, fending away bar patrons from storming the bar and stealing all the booze available. Asha felt dirty entering the establishment, and violated after she spied groups of drunk men eyeing her as she found herself a seat in the establishment. If she had her pick of jobs, she would've chosen anything that would keep her away from the illustrious Reim night-life, but she was strapped for huang and in need of things to do to keep her busy on her sabbatical from Magnostadt. She glanced around the bar, looking for a disturbingly drunk old man to remove from the bar and back to his home. When it became clear that there were far too many drunk old men to discern "who is the drunkest of them all," she decided it would be most prudent to just ask the bartender who exactly the 'target' was. The barkeep, seeing Asha walk up to the bar, seemed to possess some level of precognition, as before she could even open her mouth, his finger pointed to a man in the way back of the bar, with a soldier dressed in exotic clothing behind him. Asha turned around, and walked toward the man, his arms flailing flippantly about as he was entertaining two young men about his escapades as a young man.

"Oh oh oh! When I was just a wee whippersnapper, it didn't matter who I fought, I was rougher 'n' tougher than--hic--'em all! I fought in all--hic--the wars...nobody could beat me!"The old man boasted, his speech slurred and his voice loud, just loud enough it seemed, for the Kou soldier to hear and respectfully ignore. The drunk old man continued to boast of his exploits as a young lad, talking about all the Kou soldiers that were no match for him. When it became clear that the old man could perhaps enrage the soldier, Asha decided it was now best to swoop into action.

"Hello sir! Your stories are just so...fascinating..." Asha said to the old man, attempting her best at flirting. The old man merely looked at Asha and smiled a toothy smile, sending his 'fans' off and inviting Asha to just a private conversation.

"Oh ho ho aren't you a cute little thing! And what--hic--do I owe the honor of you speaking to me? Are you here to--hic--satissfyyyme?" The old man flirted, his words slurring as his eyes scanned Asha up and down. Feeling like she had this job locked down and ready to go, Asha merely responded, luring the man from up out of the bar and onto the street, attempting to lure the man to his home.

"Alright alright...now where's your home sir? You, my friend, have to get to bed," Asha said, dropping her very poor attempt at being 'seductive' and now wanting him to just get down to business. The old man merely brushed off her request and attempted to get a firm grip on her bosom, the old man's hands getting one chunk full of her rump before she swatted away his hands and removed herself from his vice-grip of her ass.

"Oh ho ho, come on little--hic--lady! Let'ssssget a liiiittle craaaaaaaazy woohooooooooo!" Asha winced at the thought of this old man touching more than he he already had, and after several attempts of her trying to get him back to his house without any violence or difficulty, Asha felt it was just better to do it the easy way. With one swift and mighty swing of her staff, the wooden blunt instrument connected perfectly with the old man's head, and he was knocked out cold immediately after. Asha merely hoisted the old man up and user her should as leverage to keep him upright while she searched for some place, any place, to shelter him until he sobers up. After several alleyways, and multiple stops to re-position the old man so that he remained upright, Asha was able to find a safe place, at least for the moment, in what seemed to be a place for homeless people to sleep at least for the night. Asha dropped the old man off and walked back to the inn she was staying at for the moment. For some reason, she felt the most sneaking suspicion that she was being followed, or watched, by someone.





WC: 747/500


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