- Job Info:
- Job Name: And Everything Nice
Job Rank: C Tier
Job Location: Parthevia
Job Reward: 200 XP | 15,000 Huang | NoM Percentage
Job Prerequisites: Be Zubaidah
Job Overview: Zubaidah has brokered a deal with Collia, who has brought clients from all over the world, including some familiar faces. As her trade bloc shows sign of success, creating a network of craftsmen and artisans, Parthevia will see the birth of the first ever fashion brands! But what will they be, and who will be at their helm?
ZUZU MANSUR
As the Sun shone down upon pink-hued Tisifun, he found himself surprised when he viewed the Collia estate. For he saw Zubaidah sunbathing underneath her Cinder Parasol amongst fig and orange trees, a piña colada cooling her manicured hands. But it was not her alone, since it seemed that the entire Ash Company was relaxing amongst the Al-Athair orchards, manicures and cocktails upon all their minds. Indeed, even Collia was trimming his beard out there whilst he treated himself to an ice-cold martini!
‘I presume that you’ve drawn up a guest-list of sorts?’ Well, it seemed that they had managed to combine work and play into one activity. ‘I have shortlisted about twenty people who would be best-suited for our discussions.’
'If I’m honest, I still don’t entirely get what we’re doing here.’ As she lounged in the cold shade beneath some palm fronds, Amnet indulged herself in a small vanilla-scented dessert. ‘I mean, that’s not saying much.’ She shot some deadly side-eye towards Rafi before Denime stepped in-between, handing out some new and ice-cold drinks, ‘Now, now, no need for that tone, darling.’
‘Come on, we’re just inviting guests from across our combined network to establish a customer base for our products, right?’ As he explained the situation so well, however, Rafi realised that all the Ash Company was staring at him like a red-crested rooster had taken flight. ‘Why are you looking at me so surprised!’
‘Even you, Collia sir?’ Gawping like some headless chicken, Rafi felt Collia’s comment hit harder than any other. ‘But we’ve literally worked together before!’
‘Hey, hey, people! If you keep arguing amongst yourselves, I swear we will stop having cocktails at meetings! So let’s focus, unless you don’t value your piña coladas, eh?’
At the end of the week, and many a cocktail, Zubaidah had tailored a shortlist for who could front the Ash Company. She needed faces and personalities that would draw in customers across the world, thus herself and Collia had called in favours from Reim to Kou. After all, if they wanted to revitalise Parthevia, what better than putting Tisifun on the world-stage?
And so, with the sun shining proud over the Collia estate, the Ash Company welcomed their guests into the Al-Athair’s dining-room. Once there, each guest would be offered a glass of sweet alcohol for one hand and Zubaidah’s business-plan for the other. They could not waste a single moment to have them side with the Ash Company, and if they needed it then they would butter them up with alcohol and buttered pastries par excellence.
As they were gathered within the dining-room, however, something more sumptuous arrived. With the swish of her tight-fitting dress, woven by her Nazairi partners, Zubaidah drew the attention of all her guests. Henna swirled around her tanned skin, and crimson coloured her lips. If she was being honest, she deserved that attention because she looked like liquid fire.
‘Welcome, my dear guests.’ She smiled with dark-red thoughts, coloured with her passion for Tisifun. ‘I am sure that you are aware why I invited you. At least, I should hope that I remembered to write my intentions on your invitations.’
‘You are here because I consider you the most influential in your field. Whether leader or lead-singer, you have skills and talents that will allow the fashion that our Ash Company has made to spread from Reim to Kou. We want to change the way in which the entire world views fashion, and you will be the models who publicise how it should be viewed.’
Were they not supposed to be working?
‘I presume that you’ve drawn up a guest-list of sorts?’ Well, it seemed that they had managed to combine work and play into one activity. ‘I have shortlisted about twenty people who would be best-suited for our discussions.’
'If I’m honest, I still don’t entirely get what we’re doing here.’ As she lounged in the cold shade beneath some palm fronds, Amnet indulged herself in a small vanilla-scented dessert. ‘I mean, that’s not saying much.’ She shot some deadly side-eye towards Rafi before Denime stepped in-between, handing out some new and ice-cold drinks, ‘Now, now, no need for that tone, darling.’
‘Come on, we’re just inviting guests from across our combined network to establish a customer base for our products, right?’ As he explained the situation so well, however, Rafi realised that all the Ash Company was staring at him like a red-crested rooster had taken flight. ‘Why are you looking at me so surprised!’
‘I am heading up one of Tisifun’s main merchant companies!’
‘I must be honest, I had not expected that either.’
‘I must be honest, I had not expected that either.’
‘Even you, Collia sir?’ Gawping like some headless chicken, Rafi felt Collia’s comment hit harder than any other. ‘But we’ve literally worked together before!’
‘Hey, hey, people! If you keep arguing amongst yourselves, I swear we will stop having cocktails at meetings! So let’s focus, unless you don’t value your piña coladas, eh?’
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At the end of the week, and many a cocktail, Zubaidah had tailored a shortlist for who could front the Ash Company. She needed faces and personalities that would draw in customers across the world, thus herself and Collia had called in favours from Reim to Kou. After all, if they wanted to revitalise Parthevia, what better than putting Tisifun on the world-stage?
And so, with the sun shining proud over the Collia estate, the Ash Company welcomed their guests into the Al-Athair’s dining-room. Once there, each guest would be offered a glass of sweet alcohol for one hand and Zubaidah’s business-plan for the other. They could not waste a single moment to have them side with the Ash Company, and if they needed it then they would butter them up with alcohol and buttered pastries par excellence.
As they were gathered within the dining-room, however, something more sumptuous arrived. With the swish of her tight-fitting dress, woven by her Nazairi partners, Zubaidah drew the attention of all her guests. Henna swirled around her tanned skin, and crimson coloured her lips. If she was being honest, she deserved that attention because she looked like liquid fire.
‘Welcome, my dear guests.’ She smiled with dark-red thoughts, coloured with her passion for Tisifun. ‘I am sure that you are aware why I invited you. At least, I should hope that I remembered to write my intentions on your invitations.’
‘If I forgot, however, let me reiterate them.’
‘You are here because I consider you the most influential in your field. Whether leader or lead-singer, you have skills and talents that will allow the fashion that our Ash Company has made to spread from Reim to Kou. We want to change the way in which the entire world views fashion, and you will be the models who publicise how it should be viewed.’
‘Any questions?’
340/340 mag | 627/1000 | 390/390 stam
❅- Cinder Parasol:
Name: Cinder Parasol
Tier: C
Type:Parasol
Magic Type:Cinder Magic
Appearance:A red nylon fabric stretched out small wooden beams which keep the fabric taut when a leaver is push up to the top of where the wooden beams meet. The Top of the parasol is attached to a long black metal handle, it is 68 cm in length, about 1.5 cm thick. The fabric stretches out 122 cm in diameter from the pole in the center with an arch of the fabric stretching out from point to point at 137 cm. At the end of the pole, a white silk cloth makes a soft and easy handle to hold on to during use. A Magic Circle can be seen sowed into the inside of the parasol's red fabric.
Function:- Stage Smoke: When feeding magoi into the item, the magic circle lights up a soft amber color. When the user twirls the parasol while feeding magoi into it, heat envelops around the targeted object causing it to burn like an ember of a flame billowing smokey out that applies a C tier sight debuff to those within 5 meters of the target. This function has a range of 30 meters.
- Stage Smoke: When feeding magoi into the item, the magic circle lights up a soft amber color. When the user twirls the parasol while feeding magoi into it, heat envelops around the targeted object causing it to burn like an ember of a flame billowing smokey out that applies a C tier sight debuff to those within 5 meters of the target. This function has a range of 30 meters.
- Zubaidah’s New Dress: