A Lending Hand To The Armory

Job Description:

Aunt Suzie:

The sun glares bright as Faris walks along the heavily crowded streets, his long, black hair flows in the wind. The blue hue coming from it draws some attention from a few citizens standing around. "Hey, what's with your hair? It's black but it almost looks blue!", one of the citizens speaks, he is a short old man with a long goatee and a walking stick.

Faris' eye twitches when pressed about his hair and responds, annoyed, "What's with your goatee? It looks stupid." The two start a small argument, resulting in Faris being hit in the knee by the old mans walking stick.

"OW! HEY! WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA?", the short, old man looks up to the very tall Faris, "I don't like you. Your hair is weird and you are a jerk.", "Oh I'M the jerk? Says the one who randomly shouts at a guy trying to get somewhere!", "Oh yeah? Where are you trying to go?"

Faris looks around trying to come up with an excuse to leave, "Well...uh...", the old man laughs at him, "That's what I thought! Why don't you be useful like the rest of us and do some work!", Faris' expression goes from annoyed to curious, "What kind of work?"

The old man explains how the blacksmiths and carpenters need supplies. Faris thinks for a moment and then smiles, "Hey I can help with that! Sounds easy.", the old man laughs, "It isn't as easy as it looks.", Faris smirks down at the old man, "Oh yeah? Just watch, I'm going to bring more supplies than all of you combined!", the old man laughs at his confidence, "Sure you will! I'll believe it when I see it!"

Faris pops his fingers and reaches to his back, "It'll be a breeze with THIS.", he pulls Aunt Suzie off of his back. The old mans eyes open wide and he jumps back, "That thing is larger than my whole body!!", Faris laughs and starts heading towards a nearby forest, "I'll be back in a few hours." The old man scoffs as he goes back to his business.

Hours go by, as the sun begins to set, the blacksmiths are sorting their ore as a loud stomping sound comes from outside. One of the blacksmiths goes to investigate, "What's that sound?", as he opens the door, he is met face to face with a man carrying a big bag, and a boulder above his head. "Yo! I'm here to drop off some supplies!"

The blacksmith looks surprised, "That's a big ass boulder! What are you doing with that?", Faris gestures for the blacksmith to follow him to the side of the building, which has more room. He drops the boulder, shaking everything around them, and pulls Aunt Suzie from his back once more, raising her above his head and slams down onto the boulder, smashing it to pieces. Many pieces of steel ore scatters around their feet.

The blacksmiths face lights up, "Wow! That's a good amount of ore for one pers-", but before the blacksmith could finish his sentence, Faris drops his large bag, opening it to reveal more ore he collected throughout the day. The blacksmith falls back, "Oh my! Thank you so much! We can't give you much, but please let us-", "Nah, don't sweat it. I'm just happy to help.", Faris smiles as he pats the blacksmith on the shoulder and walks back towards the forest. The blacksmith calls to him, "Where are you going? It's about to start turning dark!", "I got some trees to go grab for the carpenters.", the blacksmith is speechless as he watches the tall, black haired man walk back down the path to the forest.

The cool air of night blows through the fairly occupied streets, the old man from earlier is bringing the wood he cut to the carpenters. "Here ya go! Hope it can help!", the carpenter smiles, "Thank you for your help, we need all we can get!", the old man smiles as he walks past the line of people waiting to give their supplies.

But as he looks forward, his jaw drops to the ground. "Oh...my...god...", as he says this, others turn towards where he is looking, some dropping their wood onto the ground at the sight they are witnessing.

Emerging from the forest is Faris, his tall stature approaching like a giant, on both sides of his shoulders, he has stacks of lumber, as if he just pulled a few trees out of their roots and chopped the top half with leaves off. As he gets to the table, he looks down at the old man, smiling, "Told ya."

The old man falls back in amazement, everyone Faris passes has the look of surprise on their faces. As he reaches the carpenter, he drops the lumber down beside him, once again shaking everything, knocking some things off of tables. Faris looks to the carpenter and smiles, "Hope this will help.", the carpenter can't seem to get any words out, he just stutters, "T-thank you!!!", he hands Faris a little bit of money, to which he walks over to the old man that is now back on his feet.

"So you're not such a jerk after all.", the old man says, with a happy expression, compared to the grumpy one from earlier. "You're not so bad yourself, old man.", Faris says, as he drops the coin bag he received into the old mans hands. "This is for telling me about the job. If it weren't for you, I would have passed this place by completely.", the old man shakes his head, "No! You keep it. You did all the work!", Faris shakes his head, refusing to take the money. "Then donate it for me, you seem to know who needs the most help. These people are lucky to have a guy like you.", Faris smiles as he walks towards the ocean.

The old man walks forward shouting, "Now where will you go?", Faris continues walking, "I think I'm going to go take a nap on a boat somewhere." The old man smiles, "What a guy."

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