#mercenary work

[cirnineball]

[blasphemoustoast]

[thebratcat]

FIGHTING STYLE: Misto Phelas

bold what consistently applies || italicize situational, not always || both, a priority while fighting || strikethrough, tries to avoid while fighting

fight “honorably” / fight dirty / prefer close-quarters / prefer range /  chat during /  go silent /  low pain tolerance  / high pain tolerance / attack in bursts / attack steadily / go for the kill / aim to disarm / fight defensively / bait an opponent’s first strike / strike first /  provoked easily /   provoke their opponent / tease /  get visibly frustrated  / shout while attacking / use strategy / focus on their battle /  experience conflicting thoughts during battle / rush in recklessly / try to read their opponent before fighting /  fight wildly / fight calmly apathetically / fight with anger / fight with excitement / fight because they have to  / fight because they want to  / fight without regard to wounds /  run away when wounded  / hide wounds / take a blow to protect another /  prefer a blade /  prefer a gun  / prefer a bow /  prefer a shield  /  prefer a spear  / prefer a personalized weapon ( Grimoire ) / prefer magic or spells  /  prefer brawling  /  their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental /  their greatest weakness is emotional /  transform for battle  /  fight as they appear  /  rely on strength  /  rely on speed / use everything they have /  hide their full potential  /  exhaust quickly / high stamina /  doubt their strength  / proceed with caution /   behave arrogantly  / brag after landing a hit  /  belittle their abilities /  use psychological tactics  /  use brute strength  /  avoid civilians  /  strike down civilians / damage surroundings / avoid damaging surroundings / signature fighting style / making it up as they go / mastered skillset /  learning their skillset / fancy footwork / sloppy footwork /  messy fighter  / elegant fighter /  accept defeat  /  refuse defeat  /  beg for mercy  / compliment their opponent / insult their opponent  /  use unnecessary movements ( flips, twirls ) / move efficiently /  barely move  /  prefer to dodge  / prefer to block /  defend their blindside  /  has no blindside  / use all available advantages /  strictly use one main method  / play around /  hold back /  fight ruthlessly /  show mercy /  wait for opponent to be ready / strike when opponent isn’t ready  /  fear death  /  fear pain  /  fear killing /  has PTSD  /  avoid fighting /  has lost a fight  /  has won a fight / has killed  /  refuses to kill / wants to die standing /  would succumb slowly

Tagged by: @lordofcrowns (thank you for the tag!)

Tagging: @renofmanyalts​, @ayyymeric​, @dellebecque​, @grapecatte​, @auburn-stallion​, @ishgardianskypirate​, @wanderlust-spirits​ and anyone else who would like to do it!

[highfireiistarter]

The Red Crows

There is a slender man with long, forest green hair and sharp blood-red eyes seated behind the desk in front of you. He already seems annoyed by something. Possibly your mere presence. It’s hard to tell. A stack of books is piled up on the surface of the desk, one of them opened and resting directly in front a him. Sighing as though your arrival is a terrible inconvenience, he closes the book and pushes his notes aside for the moment before gesturing hurriedly for you to have a seat.

“L-looking for work, I assume?” He pauses with a slight stutter, adding as an afterthought, “Oh, yes. Of course. I’m suppo-osed to ask you if you might like something to drink first. Customer s-service or whatever it was Kiyo called it.” In spite of claims to providing quality customer service, he gestures toward the small table nearer to the front of the office. “Help y-yourself. I’m not your butler.” 

The studious mage taps his fingers on the desk impatiently while he waits for you to fetch yourself a drink. When you’re seated again, he hands a few sheets of parchment to you. “I cannot rec-call your name, but I selected these jobs in advance upon consulting y-your information. These are ones mo-ost suitable for someone of your limited talents. Take a moment to look them over, would you?” There’s a beat as he goes back to his reading and notes. Not even looking back up, he curtly informs you, “And I did mean a moment. I haven’t a-all day to entertain mercenaries who r-read at a snail’s pace.”

The Red Crows

The Red Crows are a business that specializes in matching mercenaries with any variety of skill sets to jobs from clients looking for a hand in anything from clearing out a few beasts raiding their farm to escorting a fearful merchant through dangerous territories teeming with cutthroats. 

Established a long time ago, both of the founders stepped down, and leadership was passed to another member. Circumstances have changed, and Ilan Faust has returned because... Well, if we’re frank, he’s bored and needs something to pour his excess energy into right now.

OOC Information

For RP reasons, Ilan stopped leading the Crows for a while, but the organization continued to grow to the point where they’re well-known enough that your characters might have heard about them, if they’re people looking to hire someone looking for work or are the sort of people looking to land the odd job here or there and earn some extra coin. If you like, we can even establish that your character has worked for or hired the Crows at a prior point!

In most cases, these “jobs” will be short, one-shot DMed adventures for you and/or a few friends. I’m actually rather new to DMing, but I really would like to practice and get some RP as an added bonus. If you’re not interested in a session, you’re more than free to stop by to interact with Ilan and simply discuss the eventual outcome with me OOCly! 

If you’re interested, shoot me a message on Discord at Ilanners#8004, hit me up in game (character is Ilan Faust) or send me a poke here!  ❤️

COMING SOON!

Possible amateur night at the flawless dive bar in the basement!

[mitsunerokuyari]

Business As Usual

Mitsune was invited to the home of an Ul’dah merchant with open arms. He was extremely skeptical of all of it, especially after killing a dirty merchant peddling drugs around the lower part of the city. It was bound to get some attention but it was his intentions to get some. Well, he had finally got some from a very eccentric merchant on a very esteemed council.

He was a lalafell named Yuyushusa Kekeshusa. Mitsune looked at the parchment dropped off to him by a messenger. He mainly focused on the name which he narrowed his eyes and blinked at a few times. Not one for surprises, he inspected the writing and investigated if this was a real person and not some elaborate trap. It turned out, this time, it was someone that didn’t want to kill him.

Mitsune walked to the door and presented his parchment to the guards which nodded to him and welcomed him inside of the enormous home. It was littered with the best quality furniture, paintings, lighting, and lavish decorations he had seen before. He walked into a massive dining hall which made him raise both eyebrows and blinked at the elaborate columns with figures carved into them. The guards waved a hand to a very comfortable seat lined extravagant gems and runes.

A lalafell dressed in eccentric garments and expensive jewely walked out and smiled brightly. He waved at Mitsune and hopped up in the chair, holding his arms out to welcome the dark knight mecenary, “Welcome to my humble abode, my friend! I am Yuyushusa Kekeshusa, mining merchant of Ul’dah!”

Mitsune was not use to this kind of fanfare. Nor was he used to anyone calling him friend.

Mitsune cleared his throat and placed his sword against the table and had to raise his voice due to the room being so large, “I will keep my weapon with me if that is alright.”

The merchant waved a dismissive hand and smiled, “That is perfectly fine. I assure you I have no quarrel with you but I know you are a man who lives by the sword. Now, to business.”

Mitsune nodded to the merchant and grinned, “Any reason that a merchant of high esteem such as yourself would want to do business with a more questionable freeblade?”

The merchant’s happiness went a little sour as he went about the offer he had to give, “Desperate times call for desperate measures, friend. I will be quite blunt about this as I don’t beat around the bush about these things. Someone needs to die.”

Mitsune chuckled and grinned with an evil glimmer in his eye, “Well that depends on the person but I’m very much capable of doing that. How much are you paying?”

The merchant made a smirk and raised both eyebrows and with a nod spoke very plainly, “Quite a hefty sum. We will get to that.” He sighed deeply and shook his head, “I need you to assassinate another merchant. His name is Sugeh'zi Yhagase.”

Mitsune shifted uneasily in his seat and blinked a couple of times as he heard the name, “Sugeh'zi? I haven’t heard anything bad about him. The only things I’ve heard is that he donates a large sum of his wealth to charities and orphanages.”

“Yes, well, you know as well as I that things are not what they seem. If you look a little closer at his activities they are extremely shady. Money laundering, intimidating other merchants, bribing authorities, etcetera. But he’s starting to pressure myself to sell my mining holdings for only a portion of what they are worth. I went to the guard after he did this with some of his thugs but they just turned me down and sent me off. I know he’s bribing them to keep quiet and cover up for him.”

Mitsune frowned and shook his head, “Are there any pieces of concrete evidence to be damning?”

The merchant got up out of his chair and walked over to Mitsune, placing a packet on the table in front of him. Mitsune looked over it and opened it, pulling out papers torn from ledgers, pictures of crime scenes from stolen evidence, and a manner of illegally collected material. The dark knight’s expression turned to anger finding multiple instances of people disappearing  who investigated the merchant in question. The one that made him stop was seeing a guard and his entire family murdered, including children, before appearing in a case against him.

“This is all I need to see. Does this have all of the information I need for contacts, locations, businesses, and his personal assets?”

Yuyushusa nodded and frowned, “It’s all there, Mr. Rokuyari. I think it’s about time he gets what he deserves and I know you can deliver. You will be awarded most handsomely and you will be doing this region a service. Does 500,000 gil sound reasonable for the payment?”

Mitsune raised both of his eyebrows and peered at the lalafell before nodding lowly at the massive amount of money being thrown his way, “He’ll be dead before the week is over.”

[i-hit-things]

taking odd jobs as a mercenary can either be great or horrible.

last week was one of the best jobs i've ever gotten. Some rich guy from the capital bought a new piece of land and it had a really old lair/tunnel thing underneath it and he wanted it refurbished, so he hired like twelve mercenaries to clear it out and haul wood and break walls. three days of free housing, good mead and construction work.

this week, i have to clean out some old wizard's basement. it's full of mutated giant insects. i fucking hate insects. you can't even slice them with a sword or an axe because they just duplicate like some sort of fucked up tiny hydra

[nahisummerhold]

"I wasn't sure you would last at first, but it seems you're slowly finding your place within the mercenary crew."

Nahi smiled, a hint of pride moving into her expression, “Well, I wasn’t sure I would last at first either. I think getting to talk to Fio was my main support system through those first weeks. Haven’t really told her that, but just having someone to connect with helped me not freak out and run away.”

There was a tightness that developed between her shoulder blades even if she kept her expression schooled, “It was, oddly, the night of the attack on the other camp that made me think that the company, and the work, was a place I wanted to give my all to. My biggest worry was how I would react the first time with them that I was involved in violence surrounding me. You don’t know until you know I suppose.” ”Thank you, I hope to continue scratch out where it is I belong.”

(Thank you anon)

[btmc-official]

---------------------------------------- >>Terminal Connected - Welcome to the Omninet<< ----------------------------------------

<Etiquette> “--Hrng, shit- This thing workin'? Ah, good.. RA I hate omninet connections.. Anyways, to the point of this little broadcast I'm sending out. I'll keep it simple; BTMC 's looking for work."

<Etiquette> "We've mostly finished up the missions our company was given, but.. Well, maintainin' shit takes money, right? Mechs, the home ship, basic supplies.. Things to take care of. Rusty sword 's just as bad as not having one at all. Moving on though. We're open to all sorts of jobs, whether it be dealing with pirates, an escort, or defending somethin'; we can do it. We do have a few ground rules though."

<Etiquette> "First off, no civilian targets. We're not screwing around with that sorta shit. Second, half the payment upfront. If things go wrong, we reserve full rights to focus on saving our personnel rather than completing the objective. Other than that, just follow the shit on the damn contract, and there won't be an issue."

“Black Torrent Mercenary Company, signing off.”

---------------------------------------- >>Omninet Connection Terminated<< ----------------------------------------

[Attached to the broadcast is a file for the BTMC contract. On it is detailed the basic pieces of information required for BTMC to consider the job, alongside lots of 'legalese' which provides various protections for BTMC in the case of something going wrong. Anonymous contracts are allowed.]

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