Merchant Dayz [Job/Solo]

Job Name: A Salesman’s Story
Job Rank: D-Tier
Job Location: Reim
Job Rewards: 50xp / 3,000 Huang
Job Overview: You are walking around at the cities and met a merchant who needs help to sell his goods. Help him sells all his goods and he will give you a reward.

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After spending most of the morning at Opportunity Hall looking over reports, Azix decided he needed to take a break. Getting up from his desk, the Marquis headed downstairs to let Gilda know he was getting some air and stepped outside. The smell of baked bread wafted through the street and his belly began to grumble. Azix realized that he had skipped breakfast, something that had become a trend as of late. Not wanting to displease his stomach any further, he headed to the marketplace.

Along the way, Azix came across a wagon led by a team of horses with a broken axle pulled into an alley. Nearby, a man surveyed the damage, cursing to himself. "Just my luck..."

The orange magician found himself stuck between wanting to eat and wanting to assist the man if he could. With a sigh, Azix settled on helping the man. "Need some help there?"

The man looked up, startled that he hadn't noticed Azix approach him. He gestured to the wagon, "Can you fix a broken axle?"

The orange magician frowned and shook his head, "I'm afraid not."

The man let out an empty chuckle, "Figured. I've got all this merchandise that I need to sell, but I have to get this fixed now. I was having a good morning too. I just got a steal on a wagon-load of clothes straight from Kou. The guy I bought them from says they are of the latest fashion in Balbadd. I swear I can never win."

Azix gave the man a knowing look, understanding the sentiment. Humming in thought to himself, the orange magician took a peek at what was in the wagon. "Mind if I take a look?" He moved closer to the wagon where several crates were filled to the brim with clothing. His brow furrowed as his eyes passed over each one, noticing that the fabric was dyed in the most horrendous colors. He wasn't sure how the merchant expected anyone to buy such horrid looking clothes, but Azix kept that to himself.

Instead, Azix turned back to the man with a thoughtful expression on his face. "If you let me take that merchandise, I bet I could sell it for you. You can go get your wagon fixed while I do it."

The merchant laughed bitterly, "Oh yeah? Think I'm going to let you rob me blind? Think I'm really that stupid? After the morning I've had, I'm not falling for it."

Azix reached into his pocket and pulled out a small sack of gold coins which he tossed to the merchant. "I'm only offering my assistance. If you don't trust me you can hold onto my money while I sell this."

The merchant gave a baffled look at Azix as he caught the sack of money in his hands. He tugged on the string that kept the sack closed and verified that the coins were indeed real. "You're serious? Alright, if you think you can, I would appreciate the help. How do you plan to get the merchandise to the market though?"

Azix smirked as his wand slid down his sleeve and into the palm of his hand. With a bit of magoi, the orange magician cast a spell to create a thin, circular platform about five meters in diameter out of dirt with strength magic. He then gestured to the merchant to help him load the platform with the merchandise, which would have been interesting to manage by himself while maintaining a steady stream of magoi.

Once the platform was loaded, Azix transported it to the market district where he looked for an empty spot to sell the goods. Along the way, he tried to figure out how he would be able to sell such ugly clothes. His mouth had gotten ahead of him, so eager to help the merchant out of his misfortune. Just before he found a suitable location, Azix had an epiphany. Using his body manipulation, Azix changed his face and torso to resemble a rather curvaceous woman. He also incorporated light magic to change his clothing to something that revealed a generous amount of skin, allowing his fake bosom to nearly spill out of his top. Unknown to Azix, he had subconsciously made himself resemble a woman he knew named Serene.

He quickly set the platform down and arranged the clothing so people could readily see the selection. At first, people mostly passed by, taking one look at the merchandise before walking away, though the men greedily stole glances of his large chest. After an hour, Azix still hadn't sold anything and he began to grow impatient. 'I know this stuff is cwap, but I look like a dime. Maybe I'm not selling it right.'

Azix took his disguise a step further by using his body manipulation to alter his vocal cords to give him a sultry, feminine voice. Clearing his throat, Azix looked to the closest male and winked. "Hey big boy~ I bet your girlfriend would love these! This is the latest style in Balbadd!"

The man looked down at the crates and laughed, "They should stay there too. Ugly looking rags."

Azix stuck out his lip and pouted, "Oh, you're one of those men. I thought you were the kind of man who knew how to please a woman. Every woman loves new clothes." The magician walked towards the hesitant man and ran a hand up his arm. "What a shame, you're cute too."

The man coughed nervously, staring down Azix's shirt. "T-that's not what I meant...err...on second thought, these are rather nice. I'll buy a few of these shirts."

Azix's face lit up, letting out a giddy squeal as he jumped up and down. He watched the man's face follow his movements with a devilish grin. After he received the money, Azix handed the man some of the shirts and blew him a kiss as he walked away. 'YESSS! I did it! Now for the next one...'

The rest of the afternoon continued on the same way, with Azix flirting with the men, flustering them until they bought something. It wasn't long before Azix sold the last of the clothes and he waited for the merchant to find him.

The merchant showed up after sometime, looking around in confusion for the magician he had seen before. Finally the merchant approached Azix, "I'm looking for a man who was selling exotic clothing. I don't suppose you've seen him?"

In an instant, Azix undid his disguise, returning to his normal appearance before the man's eyes. "I haven't seen a man selling clothes, no." Azix grinned at the merchant and gestured to the huge pile of coins that had built up. "There you go. I sold it all."

The merchant gave Azix a bewildered look, "What?! How?! Nevermind, you managed to do it. Here's your money back and some extra for the help."

Azix accepted his money back with a smile before heading back to Opportunity Hall. 'I wonder what Ari would think if she knew how fly I looked today.'

[500+/500]

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