- Job Details:
Job Name: Bloody Rags
Job Rank: B
Job Location: Kou
Job Rewards: 200 Xp/15,000 Huang
Job Overview: A serial killer is on the loose, attacking innocent people to get some sort of sick thrill. He has a steady hunting ground, go there and make sure that he's not a threat any more.
- Enemy Details:
Enemy Name: Serial Killer
Rank: B
Needed damage to take down: A
Description: Serial Killer moves at 6 m/s and has a machete that does B-tier damage.
Abilities:
Gutting Slash – Serial Killer moves his machete at 25 m/s in a horizontal strike across his opponent’s torso, inflicting A-tier damage.
Disarm – Serial Killer uses his machete to strike an opponent’s weapon at 20 m/s and fling it 15 meters away.
Bloody Jab – Serial Killer jabs his blade forward at 20 m/s to inflict B-tier damage.
- {Daiguren Yukine}:
Name: Daiguren Yukine {Grand Crimson Lotus Snow}
Tier: B-Tier
Type: Katana
Material: Hand forged 1095 carbon steel
Appearance: The blade length, and width are 73 cm/28.7 inch and 3.2 cm/1.26 inch. The handle length is 27 cm/10.6 inch. The blade haves an vibrant color reflected in light as blue but is gray in color, the handle being wrapped in turquoise color guards and wrap, showing lotus patterned through the open diamonds. The sheathe is full painted black and designed with an dragon close to the end, the hilt is an flower design of solid metal.
The mourning dawned into arising feeling the streets of Kou with the early morning breeze and the awaking of its many citizens. Birds flying over the homes and houses heading pass the Imperial Palace and nobles home, multiple guards could be heard through the lower commons homes as the grunted in lines behind one another. The humming buzz trailed through the air silently with only some hearing it, one thing off in the morning setting was one district of the city. The setting of moods dramatically changing as one man stood over piles of body, his laugh in audible, a mask across his face and only the swinging of his machete cleaved his targets.
Scent of blood, fear, and impurities spread through the district none daring to bare witness or address this unsettling tone. The guards routine adverted the one part of the city during nights seeming almost like they were afraid, but during the day they had taken it upon themselves to guard and roam that 'murderous' place. Actions were never taken into account as the only person to ever attempt Justice headed up with his head held on a stake in front of the guard barracks with a mask. That gruesome site stopped the other guards from attempting or even tempting that daring job to catch, the serial killer as his target would change to random to decisive and presitant. Districts feared of it spreading to others, or even the mobility of Imperial Housing, but for the servals cases it only turned up in the one located and directed place.
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Turning away over to the serial killer, his next target had been taken upon and been preparing for the bloody torture he was planning to take place. Surprising enough the man he had taken was 'over weight', and had a large gut belly almost to a noble. Crickets chipped inside what seem to be a fully encased wooden room, and steel bolts cranking around them. " Chrkk...Chrkkk... You'll... Feel... My.... Pain.." was heard over and over from a voice in darkness. Only thing peering through the darkness was a metal machete blade pointed at the man's head, crying and begging was heard but the serial killer didn't become phased to such attention. More monotone like speaking accorded. " Pigs... Welch... Slaughter...! " was said once before a clean slice of a robe was heard as the metal cranking stopped, the man had become rash and tried to wiggle out the chair, regardless his efforts sizzling noises were heard. Moments into instances temperatures increasing significantly, wood burning as the man begged for the Serial Killer just standing their watching over his victim. " Cruse, you..! " was the final words spoke as the man burnted alive in agony. The mourning air over in that district filled with the ashes of another man/woman/child to this serial killer.
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" Oh Dear...goodness, My goodness" the housemaid in the De Lucas's house hold had been washing cloths and accidentally turned Aseroth II's sleeveless haori colors, to a fainted leaf green, his long scarf pink in color. In spite of all this she went and brought him an flowered designed Havana. " Oh, this goes together quite well, Young Aseroth won't be too upset " she's think as she placed the folded clothing inside his room as the large man slept silently in his room.
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