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dial h for hire [video]
[ The feed picks up with a slight buzz of static. The visuals over the network focus on a waist-up shot of Aranea who isn't looking too hot. Not only is her face bruised (healing black eye, slightly swollen nose and busted lip), but there is a bandage pack poking out from under her top. ]
Don't want to waste anyone's time — there's enough stupid messages coming across this every day and I don't want to add to it.
My names Aranea Highwind and I'm recruiting for a mercenary group — odd jobs, monster hunts, personal protection, and the like. I'm willing to give a large cut on jobs I get in, bordering 65%. Tough sons of a bitches please apply and those looking for their problems to be solved? I'm your gal.
[ I mean, even now she's confident with a sly smirk plastered on her face. This is the most blunt ass sales pitch ever? But — ]
You can't trust everyone you meet here, some people will literally stab you. [ She nudges the view to her hip, but rolls her eyes as the camera gets back to her. ] But, there's still people wanting to help out. Why waste your time at that shitty fight club when you can make a difference and get paid for it? Think about it.
Don't want to waste anyone's time — there's enough stupid messages coming across this every day and I don't want to add to it.
My names Aranea Highwind and I'm recruiting for a mercenary group — odd jobs, monster hunts, personal protection, and the like. I'm willing to give a large cut on jobs I get in, bordering 65%. Tough sons of a bitches please apply and those looking for their problems to be solved? I'm your gal.
[ I mean, even now she's confident with a sly smirk plastered on her face. This is the most blunt ass sales pitch ever? But — ]
You can't trust everyone you meet here, some people will literally stab you. [ She nudges the view to her hip, but rolls her eyes as the camera gets back to her. ] But, there's still people wanting to help out. Why waste your time at that shitty fight club when you can make a difference and get paid for it? Think about it.
video; un: deathweaver
[ Her injuries don't escape him, but he presumes she has her own business in order. His interest lies only in some other avenue of battle--the fight club is, indeed, barely sufficient.
(Though it's not money he cares about.) ]
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[ He frowns a little, unsure how to describe his experience. ]
I was a temple guard in life. After that, I was a lieutenant, then a general. Then ... a guard once more. My name is Koltira Deathweaver.
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[ BECAUSE IT SURE IS. ]
Deathweaver. [ SUPER OMINOUS TOO. ] Right, okay. I'll put you on my list. I've actually gotten wind of some small gangs running travelers off the road south of Olympia, got some incentive from the stables outside to drive them away in exchange for free rental of their transport animals. That kind of stuff sound appealing to you?
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[ His voice, too, is ominous: ethereal and smooth, but with an otherworldly scratch, as though he's speaking from inside an echo chamber.
He considers the proposal. ]
What does 'drive them away' mean? Fear only?
[ NO MURDER? ]
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[ aka i'm doing a log soon with jobs for people to choose from and I haven't gotten this one written up yet, sweats. ]
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I will take on this task. My gratitude for the information.
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[ HOPEFULLY. ]