Mythgarde Main Road

A lone swordsman wanders down the main road, passing carts full of ore to be refined, busy traders, merchants, and citizens out shopping. He eventually come up to a signboard, posting various jobs for mercenary work. Let’s see, a mining town likely has some demons to deal with, especially ones they may strike during digging, let’s see..... Hmm, none in the mines, but some demons near the forest. Pay seems good, need to find the poster.....

August Grieg wrote:A lone swordsman wanders down the main road, passing carts full of ore to be refined, busy traders, merchants, and citizens out shopping. He eventually come up to a signboard, posting various jobs for mercenary work. Let’s see, a mining town likely has some demons to deal with, especially ones they may strike during digging, let’s see..... Hmm, none in the mines, but some demons near the forest. Pay seems good, need to find the poster.....

Takao was nailing such posters in the main square. They were not local warrants, but instead private ones, listed for an unspecified employer who needed to get rid of some demons without wasting too much of their own resources into handling such problems. The employer in question, was Takao Muramasa's employer, and was one of a few of the 'company recruiters' as well, given her uniform. It was an old blue uniform that resembled something the Scardian Royal Navy would have once outfitted to their seamen and women before the ADN treaty. Her red eyes glanced over to the interested party standing beside her; a young man with dark hair and cold eyes. She stepped aside for him to have a look, and eyed his sword. "Thinking about slaying some demons...?" She asked, quietly to him, her face seemingly expressionless, almost as much as his was.

“It is my profession, yes.” He bluntly replied, turning to face the young woman. “I assume by your uniform that your commanding officer is posting these bills? I would like to meet with them to go over the details of the contract.”

She nodded, and was about to explain more when the wind picked up, and scattered most of her papers! "...." She sighed, and knelt down to collect them.



She looked up, somewhat frazzled. "Sorry about that," she begins, and her eyes return to the fallen papers. "My uniform allows me to stand out more, a sort of advertisement." She explained, gathering more of the bills she was posting. "I am a simple recruiting agent, so all transactions and services for the appointed bill are to be made with me." She explained, standing up with a smile.



"My employer is a busy individual, so such matters are my responsibility, as well as the other agents. Should you perform your services well, we will be happy to open the door to many more for you." She says, her smile becoming full. She was around 5'8, but her heels made her a little taller than August upon standing again.



"Unless you would like to work with someone else, but are still interested, I can give you a list of our other employees in the area." She says with an open hand, keeping her smile.

“I’m only interested in the contract, not a military posting.” He flatly replied, a short eye twitch when he noticed she was taller than him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a identification card. “My Demon Hunter’s license.” He presented, showing him to be a high ranking demon hunter.

August Grieg wrote:“I’m only interested in the contract, not a military posting.” He flatly replied, a short eye twitch when he noticed she was taller than him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a identification card. “My Demon Hunter’s license.” He presented, showing him to be a high ranking demon hunter.

She smirked. "Oh, no worries, we're not a military per say, again, my uniform is merely for advertising purposes." She replied, to help keep him interested. It was true though, the only ones who were militaristic in their training and appearance were the Trading Company's elites, who worked together. The solo agents didn't have any structure... and she was curious if he'd sign up for something like that. But to do so, she would have to choose a decent job for him.

((OOC: Sorry Patty, playing as you for a bit!))

Then, Patty arrived. She was similarly dressed to Takao and was an inch taller than her!

"Oh, hook yourself a little guy, Takao?" Patty had asked, giggling.



Takao sighed, and waved her off. "Yes yes, go now..." She grumbled, before redirecting her gaze at the young man's licence and took it from him gently. All the while Patty smirked, waved to August and walked away giggling.

"Hmm... you're definitely the individual we're looking for, for this kind of mission." She explained, before handing it back to him. She noticed the twitch in his eyes and nodded. "Yeah, Patty's like that... sorry about my fellow agent's... behavior." She says with a bow, before handing him one of the bills she was placing up. "Its a beast occupying one of our restricted mines, so do you have a problem being blindfolded...?" She asked.

“Blindfold? If you don’t intend to treat me as a professional, I’ll be taking my business elsewhere.” He turned, preparing to head off.

August Grieg wrote:“Blindfold? If you don’t intend to treat me as a professional, I’ll be taking my business elsewhere.” He turned, preparing to head off.

"Professional? I am sir..." She began, stepping around him looking down with a frown.



"Its our company policies sir. I wasn't finished. The alternative is a non-disclosure agreement. Most people we've come across generally take the blind fold, so forgive me if I came across as unprofessional." She says with another bow.

He turned back to the young woman. “A non-disclosure agreement is acceptable, I had no interest in mining technology. I imagine we will have to return to your office, so a notary is present for the signing?”

August Grieg wrote:He turned back to the young woman. “A non-disclosure agreement is acceptable, I had no interest in mining technology. I imagine we will have to return to your office, so a notary is present for the signing?”

She chuckled. "I assure you, it is not the mining technology we are worried about." She says, before leading him to the building they had been renting out for their offices. "This way, sir." she replied. Upon leading him inside, she headed up a flight of steps ahead of the shorter young man... and realized he could have another opportunity looking up!



She folded her skirt down with her hands as she walked up the stairwell, somewhat embarrassed, but as she turned to see the young man, noticed he could have cared less. It was almost comforting, and somewhat disappointing at the same time. "This way, sir." She repeated, hands pointed to the door, opening it up and then walked inside. For a rental office, the room was quite opulent. August would see clearly, there was no notary... at least that he could immediately see in the room. "My employer likes to be secretive, we have many corporate enemies, and we don't usually like to take chances, but... we cant afford one of our specialists to handle the job, given the gravity of world affairs and all." She explained her reasoning for much of the shady vibes she must have radiated. "Here you are, one non disclosure agreement." She added, sliding over a slightly thick folder of files to be signed. At first, one may have thought it was a book. "That's just the first one, you have a bigger one over here." She says, pointing to a pile that looked like an encyclopedia! She chuckled. "You see, this is why people take the blind fold." She then walked around to him, handing him a couple of pens. "Want anything to drink?" She asked leaning forwards, since he would be there for a while.


((ooc: Can't find that image of her leaning forward in her uniform... meh, this non uniform pic will suffice))

“Water would be nice.” He replied, scanning over the folder he was handed, reading details and signing. “....do not disclose under threat of legal retribution.....period minimum of five years....no use of trademarked images without permission....”

“...here, here, and here..... Done.” He said, closing the larger stack of papers. He turned over to Takao, who looks as if she drifted off while he was signing papers

August Grieg wrote:“Water would be nice.” He replied, scanning over the folder he was handed, reading details and signing. “....do not disclose under threat of legal retribution.....period minimum of five years....no use of trademarked images without permission....”

“...here, here, and here..... Done.” He said, closing the larger stack of papers. He turned over to Takao, who looks as if she drifted off while he was signing papers

Takao had a book out, and was flipping through it sleepishly as he went about his signing of papers.



Her mind going to places, thoughts about the last guy who took a job from her. A Vern Silverfallow... she believed the name was. She wasn't one to mix business with pleasure, but she and Vern... got to know one another intimately. She reflected upon these lewd memories, when she hears the pen hit the desk and papers clapping together.



"Huh?" She blinked, glancing him over. She smiled. "Ah, you're all finished then, eh?" She yawned, stretching her arms.

“I am. If you’re satisfied, I would like to get on with this contract.” He answered, devoid of emotion, besides some slight irritation

After getting the paper checked over, August left the office, along with the dejected Takao, heading towards the mine.

"Yaawwwn~" purred Mi-Soon Ahkmoon, the precariously misplaced nekomimi from the hot desert sands of the Domescadian Wastes. The woman stretched out her arms as she arched her back; her dark skin shimmering in the rays of the sun as she sat on the ledge of a torii gate erected near the entrance of the trail leading into the nearby Mythril mines.

"Its always so-"

She possessed dark and supple flesh, with massive twins that bounced behind a taut, black satin bikini like top which wrapped around her tall and curvaceous form,-

"-boring, around here-"

-Mi-soon's taut, six pack abdomen shimmered with sweat, a tattoo of an ankh in navy blue across her lower belly and abdomen, a single black ribbon which descended from between her breasts came to a rest at a golden ring which was positioned over her navel-

"-Nyaaah, would it kill for some... entertainment?" She purred, clapping her buttocks.

-the ribbon continuing across her crotch and around back, betwixt the gelatinous hills of her most luscious rump, her sandy, platinum blond fur tail swishing above her jiggly rear-end, a golden tail ring adorning its snaking length towards the far end:



The woman was a beautiful Domescan Noble of a most glorious tribe led by an even more ravishingly beautiful Desert Elf, the woman in question was Mi-Soon's Queen! Mi-Soon was on a very important mission for her Desert Queen, but had been travelling on the road for so long, she often ended taking 'micro breaks' to liven up her mostly boring adventure thus far.

"Huhnnn...." she mrowed almost depressedly, cupping her chin with her slender fingers; her turquoise nails tapping upon her silky soft cheeks as the short haired nekomimi closed her long fluffy lashes and took in that Scardian breeze. Her golden eye liner matched her golden eyes, and the undercoat of her platinum blond hair; she wore ceremonial ear cuff armor that decorated her fuzzy ears atop her head and showed off her rank and status to those who knew Domescadian desert politics.  

She wiggled her toes, their long claw like nails also painted turquoise, and leaned on the Torii gate whilst basking in that warm sun's glowing light... when she spotted an unexpected sight from down below!~



She blinked down at the travelling swordsman, her bosom hanging as she gripped the sides of the painted red gate used to ward off the potential evil in the caves ahead (to not much success), and observed him silence. Oooh, they the latest sent to quell those monsters? Hmm, looks kinda scary... kinda hot too, he's got nice equipment too... Mi-Soon thought, before her lidded, gilded eyes fell upon his buttocks.



"Hmm, very nice equipment~ Wonder if the other side's hiding a dagger or a lance, nya~" purred the interested nekomimi to herself, snickering as she watched him continue down the path. She was uncertain if the stranger actually saw her there or not...

The young man, apparently unaware of the nekomimi’s gaze, entered the mine unimpeded. (To Here)

August Grieg wrote:The young man, apparently unaware of the nekomimi’s gaze, entered the mine unimpeded. (To Here)

Mi-Soon watched as the dark haired human ventured off without glancing back. Even though she was unsure if he was aware of her presence before hand, it no longer mattered to the curious nekomimi who had been sitting around for hours too bored to do anything else~

Giggling, she fell backwards, catching herself with her legs around the Torii gate, hanging upside down with her arms spread wide, her cropped hair hanging as her bosom and buttocks jiggled from her actions. "Hehe, time for Mi-Soon to sweep in!" She hummed, releasing her legs and as she fell, corrected her position to land on her feet. Her stirrup style footwear which only covered part of her feet made her landing nigh impossible to hear, and allowed the creeping nekomimi to follow the dark haired lad deeper into the cave with little trace or noise in her wake~

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