Mary
*6 PM, New Salvainia.*

*Enter Elanil Sylkian, a Fae Elf amidst a crowd of people huddled around a job board. The variety of quests posted covered a multitude of fields, ranging from simple magical tutoring of a nobleman's child to mass exterminations of monsters. Rowdy rabble-rousers would, in no polite manner, snatch various different papers from the board as if they'd struck gold; no matter what the job was, the pay was always abnormally higher than similar jobs posted elsewhere. Perhaps that was why there were so many scrambling for an opportunity, including yourself.*

*One by one, each paper would be torn off the board, the numerous jobs disappeairng before Elanil's eyes. When the dust settled, and when the crowd dispersed, there was only one paper conveniently left posted up - a job that, for some reason, no one else decided to take.*

 "To whomever this letter may concern:
You need not concern yourself with the author of this note. What you MIGHT like to know, however, is that I have a job opportunity for whoever's courageous enough to take it on. There will be adequate pay for those willing to rise to the occasion, and, unlikely as it is, there is a chance for you to earn favor with someone far greater than yourself.
Midnight, outside of the city. Trek towards the moonrise until you feel you cannot walk further. We will come for you, and if you are worthy, brief you on your mission. We are waiting. 
Oh, and don't take this paper down.

 Sincerely..."

*And there was no signature. Well, no normal signature anyway; there was just a fingerprint marked with ink where a name should have been. Despite the letter's final prompt, it could be assumed that you could take the paper down for directions. After all, there wasn't anyone in sight; it was getting rather late, anyway.*

*What will you do?*
Ernest
**Thankfully Elanil had come to the board in her thief apparel. Nobody here knew her, but it was almost gut wrenching being in such a large crowd, where if she took of her mask for even a moment she risked going back to the mansion- It was *Amazing.* But soon after struggling to find an adequate quest to her liking, most of them were already gone.**

**But there was one odd note left, really odd actually. A job that you need to be courageous to take on? Earn favor with someone far greater than herself? She didn't know who this stranger was but that was a pretty large offer, especially since Elanil herself was rather important. Not that Elanil wanted to be important though.**

**Outside the city.. Trek until.. Well that must be a while. But why wasn't she supposed to take the paper down? Wouldn't it, well, help with instructions and all of that? Ugh. Elanil looked around for other people- Nobody. She could just take it down and as they started to approach.. Eat it or something. Ew. Never mind. It'd be beneficial for both parties if she just kept it where it was.**

**Well, time to head.. East, depending on the phase of the moon of course. Hopefully the people that wrote the note planned on the moon being the correct phase and rising from the east.**
Mary
*Elanil walked outside of the city, leaving it's lantern-lit lights behind. The land eastbound would be rather plain, with only a sprawling mass of grass covering the entire area past the horizon. Tucked behind the cloudy sky, you could see the silhouette of a mountain peak - perhaps that was your destination.*

*Because Elanil left the city at around 6 PM, she'd have ended up walking for hours. Nothing in the scenery would change, the sights in your visage becoming rather stale as you journeyed towards the east. Almost an eternity later, a change of scenery would show to break the monotony: A forest, with trees reaching towards the sky like hands trying to pull down the stars. The mountain peak from earlier, however, would become slightly less visible as you approached. What replaced it was it's impossibly steep slopes, rising even higher above the trees of the forest.*

*Elanil's endurance, however, was pushed to the brink. She had been walking for almost 6 hours now; if she glanced at the moon, she'd be able to see that it was almost at it's midway point in the sky. Any preconceived notions of an easy journey would have been shattered, the elf's legs feeling like jelly as she slowly approached the forest. Right at it's entrance, however, she would stop, exhaustion taking over. The biting cold of her environment, the sheer length of the journey; they both would end up taking ferocious blows at the elf's endurance. Elanil would take a knee, almost collapsing out of full exhaustion. It took everything she could to keep herself conscious.*

*It didn't help that, from the treetops, she'd be able to feel something study her. Or maybe there wasn't; it was just that one peculiar feeling.*
Ernest
**Six. Fucking. Hours. Gods have mercy on her legs, she was EXHAUSTED, she didn't even expect the job to take this long, let alone walking there! If she wanted to walk for six hours then she would have gotten a jobas some sort of.. Horse wrangler! Or something. Ugh.**

"*Fuck..*"

**Was all that Elanil could really get out, turning over and flopping on the cold grass, the tips of it being littered with frost, getting her a tiny bit wet. Nothing was going the way that Elanil would have liked it to go. So much for a nice job. That stupid note was probably something useless put there by a few kids, wanting to inconvenience some adventurers. How could she have been so stupid?**

**Well, Elanil hoped that those bloody kids got their great hearty laughs, because at this point she was probably just going to pass out and wind up either dead or as a slave when she wakes up. Being almost in the middle of the field wasn't good, but being in a field next to a forest with god knows what in it? Yeah, she's probably gonna die. Oh well. Sixty-seven years isn't too bad. For a macen.**

**But.. Then she got that feeling. That unexplainable feeling when you just feel like somebody is watching you, when somebody is nearby. Or maybe it was just the pure exhaustion setting in and she was already starting to hallucinate- Either way it would hurt to call out, would it?**

".. Uh.. Hello?"
Mary
*"Hello?" She cried out, weakly. Amongst the silent snowfall, it's volume would be amplified by the absence of noise. Unfortunately, however, if anyone was watching, they would not answer her call. Elanil would feel her strength drain from her muscles, the warmth of her body being overtaken by the wind's chill and the snow's cold. It was building on her, trying to drag her down into the earth.*

*She would stay like this for a bit longer - minutes, hours, days - she knew not the time that passed, but knew the pain of the cold growing on her body. She was losing feeling in her fingers, and would struggle to breath. The icy wind would find its way into her lungs, resulting in her giving a hacking cough. She fell from her single knee, collapsing onto the grass.*

*It was then, however, she noticed a single figure drop down from the titanous treetops. It was clouded in shadow, yet somehow made itself distinct from the darkness of the night that enveloped the area around you. It approached Elanil, stopping right in front of the elf. It cast on her a look of pity, then knelt down to the elf's side. Unfazed by the cold, it would produce some kind of elixir from a satchel it kept hidden in it's cloak. Turning Elanil over, it popped the stopper out of the vial's top, forcing the liquid into Elanil's still lips and down her frozen throat.*

*At once, Elanil's conscious would snap back into activity. She felt her body envelop in a warmth, beginning with her tongue. Her eyes flew wide open, the first thing appearing into her sight being a... Large hand holding a small vial between it's fingers. The owner of the hand would have their face remain obscured, however. Elanil would remain in this state, feeling the heat spread all throughout her body. It reached the very tips of her fingers, spreading through every nook and cranny until she felt nothing BUT the heat. It was a bit stifling, actually. Another moment passed, however, and this uncomfortableness disappeared. Strangely enough, she felt unbothered by the cold.*

"Get up, small one." *The figure looked down at her, extending a hand.* "You came for the job, correct? I am here to brief you."
Ernest
**Eventually Elanil did succumb to the cold, collapsing on the ground. Elanil probably would have died as well, either from frostbite, wild animals or any other various amounts of creatures or bandits around the area. Thankfully a large.. Something, would drop down from the trees like some sort of superhero, walking over to Elanil and crouching down.**

**Then he shoved something down her throat, a nice warm liquid. Elanil coughed a little bit but eventually awoke, sitting up and being a little confused as to why she was even still alive- Well, that was until she noticed the behemoth of a person in front of her, Elanil scooting back a bit before noticing the vial in their hands. Must be why she.. Didn't really feel too bad despite the weather being quite frosty.**

"Small one? Pretty sure i'm pretty average height- You're the massive one."

**Elanil takes the strangers hand and stands up, doing a couple of stretches before pulling down her mask again. Hopefully the stranger didn't take a peek or anything, and just lifted the mask up a little bit to give her.. Whatever it was that he gave her. Although the introduction wasn't exactly ideal- At least she wasn't dead, right?**

"Yeah, i'm here for the job. But maybe in the future you could make it so your partners don't, well, have to walk for.. What.. Six-ish hours, and pass out from exhaustion? This job better be fun *And* Pay well."

**Elanil sounded a bit scolding, despite the person that stood in front of her saving her. She wouldn't have exactly been in the predicament if he hadn't made her walk for so gods damned long- Whatever, she just wanted to get in to wherever she needed to, well, get into, do whatever needed to be done, get out and get paid.. Shit.. How was she going to get back though?**

".. Wait, am i gonna have to walk all the way back when i'm done???"

**Elanil said in a rather meek voice. She *Seriously* Didn't want to have to do that whole thing again.**
Mary
*The figure, helping Elanil off the ground, would reveal himself to be a mogash. At a glance, you would be able to notice scars etched deep into his skin. Long lashes traced their way from his chin down his neck, small burn scars being evident on his cheeks as well. His face was worn and weary, his eyes looking exhausted - though for a reason separate from physical exhaustion. He gave off the entire vibe of 'retired warrior', but who knows? Looks could only carry one so far, anyway.*

*Once Elanil was off the ground, he'd hide his body underneath his cloak again. He weakly smiled as the elf started her complaining about the quest, which preceded her verbal wanting for a 'fun job.' Fun wasn't necessarily something to describe it, though it did pay quite well.*

"Little one, the journey here was a test. We, unlike a multitude of other employers, don't just let anyone take on our jobs. You had to prove that your endurance met our bare minimum requirements, lest you pass out right on the job." 

*He stopped for a moment, then pulled a neatly folded piece of paper. He would reveal it to you, unfurling it as he kept talking. You would be able to recognize it as the initial job paper posted on the board from earlier.*

"Plus, we needed someone who could follow instructions. I'll tell you this: If you had taken down this paper, you wouldn't be meeting me here. I digress, allow me to actually begin telling you about what you'll be doing."

*He pointed towards the inside of the forest.*

"Inside that forest, there is a storehouse. A group of ruffians managed to stumble across one of our transport caravans, stealing the magical weapons that lay inside. These magical weapons, though bountiful, are our property. They are rather powerful as well, and we'd prefer to not let them fall into the wrong hands.

Your job, little one, is to infiltrate the storehouse without being caught, stealing all the magical weapons from them and returning them to me. I will be overseeing your performance from a ways off, but will not intervene again. Any questions?"
Ernest
**The orc guy definitely looked shady. But it was a bit surprising to see that an orc was so agile, dropping down from the tree and all. But whatever, it isn't as if she even really noticed that part. But the fact that he was exhausted- She clearly noticed it. Not that Elanil cared all too much, since she just nearly died and all.**

"*Bare minimum?* Yeah I don't really know what you're expecting from an *Adventurer.* If your requirements are so large then why don't one of you just do it yourself or something like that? Why put it on a public board? Agh, whatever, I don't think I'd ever understand you lot, hiring strangers to do work. After all you seem more than capable of doing it yourself- Not that I mind since that means I get pay.~"

"Magical weapons huh? You could afford magical weapons but you guys couldn't afford good guards? Jeez.. Again not like I mind since I'm *Kinda* The best sneak ever. Or at the very least aspiring to be. Now-"

"Is killing off limits? If I can avoid conflict yeah I'd avoid it- But if I can't kill them then I'd want to know in advance, since *Usually* 'taking care' of them makes my job a whole lot easier. Oh and do you know the races of these so called ruffians? Just asking cause thermal vision and night vision are *Kiiiinda* A bitch.."

"Hmm.. What else for questions.. Wait, you want me to steal *All* Of the magical weapons? How many are there? Oh and do you know how many guys there are? Gah I'm already getting excited! You have *No clue* How long its been since I've had a good job like this."

**Elanil did in fact seem quite giddy, hopping around a bit in one place as she talked to the mogash. Yeah, like she said hopefully there wouldn't be too many weapons there, otherwise it would be a pain to actually, well, escape with them. Wonder why she wasn't supposed to get caught though.. Oh well! She's already asked enough questions.**
Mary
"One. We hire adventurers because we want to stay rather anonymous about our workings. There is a certain group we want to compete against. Said group saw a huge drop in activity of any kind, so the higher ups of mine decided that this was the time to begin our ascension to underworld dominance. Just because a god can destroy a nation if he feels like it, does he always do it? No. Why? Because gods don't dirty their hands with mortal trifles. It's more or less the same deal with us; even though we're more than capable of finishing the job, we don't want to sully our hands if we can help it. We can even put the blame on you if things went awry, anyway."

"Two. We afforded good guards, yet all of them wound up dead at the scene. And the wounds inflicted on them weren't from battle; they all happened at a single point. They were assassinated."

"Three. Killing is on the table if you can hide the body. Or if you can kill everyone who might SEE the body. It'd be wise to pick your targets when you get to the scene."

"Four. There are 5 weapons. A sword, a spear, a hammer, a shield, and a bow. Your pay increases with each one you bring back. And as four how many occupy the building? I don't know. You can only tell so much from an outside perspective, anyway."
Ernest
"Oooh, you're a bunch of important guys down in the underworld huh? Well, when I finish the job and get back your oh so important enchanted items then tell them all about me, cause I'll be up for even more of this. This is childs play after all. Also, assassins.. Huh, I wonder if these lot are some of the assassins. Thanks for the info though, but I think I'm good now."

"But makes me wonder just how strong these 'magic items' are, and why you even trust me with getting said items. Or why you trust that I won't just get them and take them for myself, unless you're really telling me that you're gonna pay me more than what those enchanted items are worth. Not like I would do it though even if you're gonna pay me less- After all I'm not only in it for the coin.~ Plus I bet it would be preeeetty pricy."

"One last thing though, I'm gonna leave after this- What was that stuff that you gave me? The cold doesn't really feel, well, cold anymore, I seriously need to grab myself some of that stuff. I wonder if there's a version of it for the heat too, you know, for the more desert-y parts of this gods forsaken world."

**That was in fact the last question, and after they were answered she would make her way to the stronghold or whatever the large, and seemingly old mogash called it. Elanil would head in whatever direction the old mogash told her to go in, towards the storehouse. Elanil made sure to stay low the entire time though, making sure not to stumble into any bear traps or the like along the way.**
Mary
*Throughout the entire walk there, Elanil would have found the storehouse relatively easily. There weren't any complications - beartraps, wild animals, nothing - it was almost odd on how easy she found her way towards to the location.*

*In a clearing, she would see it. A relatively small building, made out of cobblestone with a roof of wood. Because of the snow outside, there would be no one outside to guard the entrance. She'd be able to see multiple entrances in: A chimney without smoke coming out of it, a small window through one of the sides, and the front door, of course. At this time of night, it'd be safe to assume that all who were within - if any - were asleep. After all, it WAS midnight.*

*Nothing more would be able for her to see, though.*
Ernest
*"What a bunch of oafs. Makes you wonder why they don't hire assassins as guards."*

**Elanil sneaks over, making sure that she doesn't step on any traps or trigger any tripwires, because who knows, maybe the people guarding this cache of enchanted weapons weren't a bunch of oafs and had a good reason to be staying inside where it was all snug and cozy.**

**Elanils main goal was the window at the moment, she wanted to see the layout of the inside of the building, or at the very least a rough sketch, see how many guys are inside the building before she goes down the chimney or through the front door.. Which she couldn't even tell if it had a window itself.**