Quest Report: Character: Night (Level 1) (EXP 30) (Money 16 G) Quest: Night Watch [SC0101] Report:
After leaving the Guild, Night did not go straight to the guard office. Instead, he went outside the city to practice his archery a little bit. He was known as an excellent archer back in his "hometown". But he had some mishaps some time ago and his skills and abilities suddenly deteriorating to the level of an ordinary man. Fortunately, after arriving at the city of Scyble, he managed to recover some of his skills. But he realized that this level of skills was not enough to return to his original mission.
When the sun about to set, Night returned to the city and went to the guard's office to report to his duty. The same scene as yesterday also happened at the office. The guard captain was scolding his subordinate. However, the one that got scolded was a different guy from before. After his scolding, the guard captain finally noticed Night.
"You again? What's up?" asked the guard captain
"..."
"...*sigh*... Nevermind. Up to another guard duty?"
"...*nod*..."
"Then go to the south gate this time."
"...*nod*..."
"Say something goddamn it!"
Immediately, Night went to the south gate and took over the guard duty there. However tonight guard duty was uneventful and boring. There was not even a single disturbance to the silent night and everything was quiet and serene until the sun rose. If any other person was on the night duty alone, they would undoubtedly fell asleep or tortured by the boredom and leaving the post. But Night was not an ordinary person. He knew what terrifying thing that could happen and appeared in the darkness of the night. Besides, he was unable to sleep, to begin with.
After the guard responsible for the south gate arrived and took over the post from him, Night went straight to the Guild to report his quest.
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[TH]Dire Wolf Subjugation [SC0403][/TH]
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Sponsor: Adventurer's Guild
Location: North Scribel Forest
Required Level: 4
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Objectives:
Eliminate dire wolves.
Collect 3 dire wolf pelts.
Dire wolves are fearsome creatures known to attack humans.They are larger and more vicious than ordinary wolves.Hunt them to make the forest a safer place.
Before he could confirm his strength he had to do one more thing to prove himself. He had hunted the rats in the sewer showing that he could adapt to dark, he took down goblins proving he could take down those armed with weapons, and he hunted deer showing he could think somewhat on his feet.
The only thing left for him to do was hunt down dire wolves. Beings that were both bigger and faster than him. To prove to himself he could truly handle moving on from here and now.
The location the guild gave him were somewhere a bit ways away from the forest entrance. But, if he manage to take the wolves down then it wouldn't take him too long to drag their bodies back to the guild. Then he saw it.
The wolf itself was so big Cassel believed that he could stack five goblins besides it and it still would be bigger. It's fur a plain grey and it's eyes were an golden amber luckily they weren't facing them. He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear he didn't feel toward the goblins and rats he had faced before.
The reason he didn't fear them was because of the constant fights he had with the guards during practice. A goblin was a lot less scary then a full grown man rushing towards you with a long sword.
But, this was different could he really do this. Feeling his hand shake, he steadied it on his sword.
If he couldn't take this wolf down now even with all his training then he would never be able to catch up to his friends shadows. He needed to advance now and take care of things in the city so he could finally provide the support he promised.
Drawing his sword and placing it in both hands he glared at the wolf and muttered, "Come,"
He didn't know if it heard the sound of his sword being drawn over his whisper but it responded in kind.
Turning from a wolf to a grey blur. Cassel barely was able to sidestep it's first strike dragging his sword on it's side. Smiling at his small success he couldn't help but mutter, "That has to good."
Before facing reality as his swing only left a small scratch on it's side. The harsh reality of things was that his sword could barely cut it's fur. And, as they clash this seemed to only worsen as while he could predict and avoid it's attack his swings and movements were slowly getting weaker and weaker.
Until...
"AGH!"
It managed to get a bite in. As much as he swung his sword the wolf simply wouldn't let go. And, without much leverage or room to use his sword he might've well be using a toy.
As it tore down on his shoulder he felt the grip on his sword loosen and the sound of metal hitting the floor could be heard.
It seemed that he was too cocky. He didn't have the talent or strength the others taken in world had. And, with a the couple of small successes went to his head. As his hand went to his side and he closed his eyes he felt something.
It was the small dagger he had bought on a whim during the city. If the sword wouldn't work there it wouldn't make sense for a dagger to work but if he was going down then he was going to take something with it.
Drawing the dagger he stabbed the wolf with reckless abandon and after feeling the the first strike sink into it body. He did it again and again trying to get the wolf off him. Rather then letting him go it seemed that it rather try to finish the job with the constant stabbing only encouraging the wolf to work faster.
So it became a contest of whether or not he could take the wolf down with his repeated stabbings or if the wolf tear his body into sherds before he did so.
Luckily for him it seemed that luck was on his side. Struggling to keep his eyes open he managed to he take a heath potion before falling unconscious.
When he woke up, he sighed in relief it seemed nothing including the other wolves found him during his brief encounter with the underworld.
Getting up he winced as he tried to use both hands only to feel the reality of his right shoulder. So using his left arm he dragged it back to town getting some help by a passerby to get back.
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Summery
Moved to one of the place described by the guild that Dire Wolves have been known to be in.
Found and tried to fight one direwolf
Succeeded on taking it down at the cost of injuring his right shoulder.
Used heath potion before falling unconscious.
Woke up but was unable to complete the quest but managed to get a ride home from a town merchant passing by. Failed Quest
Before he could confirm his strength he had to do one more thing to prove himself. He had hunted the rats in the sewer showing that he could adapt to dark, he took down goblins proving he could take down those armed with weapons, and he hunted deer showing he could think somewhat on his feet.
The only thing left for him to do was hunt down dire wolves. Beings that were both bigger and faster than him. To prove to himself he could truly handle moving on from here and now.
The location the guild gave him were somewhere a bit ways away from the forest entrance. But, if he manage to take the wolves down then it wouldn't take him too long to drag their bodies back to the guild. Then he saw it.
The wolf itself was so big Cassel believed that he could stack five goblins besides it and it still would be bigger. It's fur a plain grey and it's eyes were an golden amber luckily they weren't facing them. He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear he didn't feel toward the goblins and rats he had faced before.
The reason he didn't fear them was because of the constant fights he had with the guards during practice. A goblin was a lot less scary then a full grown man rushing towards you with a long sword.
But, this was different could he really do this. Feeling his hand shake, he steadied it on his sword.
If he couldn't take this wolf down now even with all his training then he would never be able to catch up to his friends shadows. He needed to advance now and take care of things in the city so he could finally provide the support he promised.
Drawing his sword and placing it in both hands he glared at the wolf and muttered, "Come,"
He didn't know if it heard the sound of his sword being drawn over his whisper but it responded in kind.
Turning from a wolf to a grey blur. Cassel barely was able to sidestep it's first strike dragging his sword on it's side. Smiling at his small success he couldn't help but mutter, "That has to good."
Before facing reality as his swing only left a small scratch on it's side. The harsh reality of things was that his sword could barely cut it's fur. And, as they clash this seemed to only worsen as while he could predict and avoid it's attack his swings and movements were slowly getting weaker and weaker.
Until...
"AGH!"
It managed to get a bite in. As much as he swung his sword the wolf simply wouldn't let go. And, without much leverage or room to use his sword he might've well be using a toy.
As it tore down on his shoulder he felt the grip on his sword loosen and the sound of metal hitting the floor could be heard.
It seemed that he was too cocky. He didn't have the talent or strength the others taken in world had. And, with a the couple of small successes went to his head. As his hand went to his side and he closed his eyes he felt something.
It was the small dagger he had bought on a whim during the city. If the sword wouldn't work there it wouldn't make sense for a dagger to work but if he was going down then he was going to take something with it.
Drawing the dagger he stabbed the wolf with reckless abandon and after feeling the the first strike sink into it body. He did it again and again trying to get the wolf off him. Rather then letting him go it seemed that it rather try to finish the job with the constant stabbing only encouraging the wolf to work faster.
So it became a contest of whether or not he could take the wolf down with his repeated stabbings or if the wolf tear his body into sherds before he did so.
Luckily for him it seemed that luck was on his side. Struggling to keep his eyes open he managed to he take a heath potion before falling unconscious.
When he woke up, he sighed in relief it seemed nothing including the other wolves found him during his brief encounter with the underworld.
Getting up he winced as he tried to use both hands only to feel the reality of his right shoulder. So using his left arm he dragged it back to town getting some help by a passerby to get back.
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Summery
Moved to one of the place described by the guild that Dire Wolves have been known to be in.
Found and tried to fight one direwolf
Succeeded on taking it down at the cost of injuring his right shoulder.
Used heath potion before falling unconscious.
Woke up but was unable to complete the quest but managed to get a ride home from a town merchant passing by. Failed Quest
"Long time no se-" Felicia began with a smile, only able to see Cassel's head before noticing the rest of his bloody body. As she read through the report he handed in, and looked at the ruined wolf corpse, her mood grew more solemn.
"...be more careful next time." Was all she could say, as she passed over the pouch of Guild Currency.
"But, I'm glad you're alive." She smiled sincerely, before waving him away.
Consolatory Rewards:
Points: 70 EXP
Money: 5 G
Other: n/a
((OOC: Remember to mark your report as evaluated!))
