Farah had just finished another job, but he still felt the day was young. He was entrusted by the city watch to take care of some thieves that tried to advantage of the defenseless people of Heliohapt. There was a bunch of reasons why Farah thought they deserved their ends. The fact that what they did was wrong was of course one of the most important, however it was even funny for the righteous Farah to think the way he did. His father had always told him that if you were going to do something you might as well do it good. The plain way in which the thieves operated was simply pathetic, plus the fact that their hidden rendezvous point wasn’t hidden in the least, out in the plain slums just added to the shame. Farah knew that if ever became a thief or had to steal something he’d do a way better job. As he walked back home, the young fanalis male saw an advert pasted in the wall of an old house. The reading said like so: "I am in need of a strong young man that helps me with an ore shipment. Curse my luck, I am sick and cannot go there myself. A reward will be given to the one that does the devilery for me" What the heck in the hell was this? A Déjà vu? No… He was sure he’d completed a request just like this days ago, He knew the old sick and lazy man needed help to do his job. However, last time wasn’t difficult at all, so he didn’t mind some extra money. He used whatever he could remember in his memory to reach the old and rusty home. It was clear that an old man lived here, or at least a very lazy adult.
Farah's guesses weren't off, as he saw the old man sitting on his chair dripping from his nose like a water faucet. ”Ahhhhh! What a warm pleasant surprise!! Your last work was marvelously done. I had never managed to stock the cart that much ever before! Hahahah! You sure got some strong arms to manage to load that much up the cart. Either way, the time couldn’t be any more perfect! I’m sure you’re here to help me once more right?” Farah couldn’t help but nod irritated at the question. He couldn’t help it, but he was born with limited patience to those that couldn’t do a thing to help themselves, and from the looks of it, the old sick man was simply too lazy for some tough work that life was always in need of. “Very good! This time we’ve been asked for a really big cargo. Way bigger than last time. However, the mine you’re visiting today is near a bandit camp with dangerous people, so you need to be careful not to fall prey of them” Farah simply took the paper with the map and went outside the house to find the horse and cart.
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Farah's guesses weren't off, as he saw the old man sitting on his chair dripping from his nose like a water faucet. ”Ahhhhh! What a warm pleasant surprise!! Your last work was marvelously done. I had never managed to stock the cart that much ever before! Hahahah! You sure got some strong arms to manage to load that much up the cart. Either way, the time couldn’t be any more perfect! I’m sure you’re here to help me once more right?” Farah couldn’t help but nod irritated at the question. He couldn’t help it, but he was born with limited patience to those that couldn’t do a thing to help themselves, and from the looks of it, the old sick man was simply too lazy for some tough work that life was always in need of. “Very good! This time we’ve been asked for a really big cargo. Way bigger than last time. However, the mine you’re visiting today is near a bandit camp with dangerous people, so you need to be careful not to fall prey of them” Farah simply took the paper with the map and went outside the house to find the horse and cart.
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