Jack Frost
01-20-15, 11:43 PM
Underwood...
It was very rare for Jack to feel concerned about any sort of job, but sometimes it was only human to be concerned. To be summoned by the Baron of Underwood for a job was no laughing matter, and neither was killing a werewolf. Both of these things put together meant Jack was going to have to be careful. The Baron had spared no expense summoning the sellsword, sending his personal guards to pick the man up from his current residence in Radasant. The ride south had been in the lap of luxury, and the departure from the carriage to the manor was jarring. The lords manor was massive in comparison to the surrounding town, which to Jack seemed to be on the wrong side of village in terms of size. A man of portly stature met him at the door, but seemed intent on not letting Jack inside.
"Master Frost I'm glad you have arrived safe!" the man said stepping down into the mud. "Do excuse me but we shall be conducting our meeting elsewhere" the man said shaking the mercenaries hand. "You see the inside of my house is a bet of a mess at the moment, please walk with me sir." Jack matched the man's waddle as they entered the town. "As you know I have a duty to the people of my lands to keep them safe and govern them..." the man huffed. The towns people were just starting to stir as the sun began to rise. "Well recently Mr. Frost, we have been vexed by a werewolf haunting our forest. It's a rather nasty monster who recently slew my favorite maid Angela!" the mans voice rose to a yell at the end of his sentence. "This filthy beast has vexed this town long enough, and the peoples taxes must be put to good use! I hired you, one of the finest sellswords I could find to tackle this nasty beast!"
Jack chewed his lips as the man spoke and nodded. "I'll kill your mutt for you..." he replied, his words traveling as a fog from his lips. "I knew I could count on the Frozen Butcher of Salvar!" the baron replied. "One more thing...I want you to bring me the beasts manhood." Jack stopped in his tracks. "Excuse me?" he asked glarng icicles at his employer. "Some witnesses said the monster had a rather large cock sir, I would like you to bring it to me as a proof of your kill."
This was going to be a long mission.
It was very rare for Jack to feel concerned about any sort of job, but sometimes it was only human to be concerned. To be summoned by the Baron of Underwood for a job was no laughing matter, and neither was killing a werewolf. Both of these things put together meant Jack was going to have to be careful. The Baron had spared no expense summoning the sellsword, sending his personal guards to pick the man up from his current residence in Radasant. The ride south had been in the lap of luxury, and the departure from the carriage to the manor was jarring. The lords manor was massive in comparison to the surrounding town, which to Jack seemed to be on the wrong side of village in terms of size. A man of portly stature met him at the door, but seemed intent on not letting Jack inside.
"Master Frost I'm glad you have arrived safe!" the man said stepping down into the mud. "Do excuse me but we shall be conducting our meeting elsewhere" the man said shaking the mercenaries hand. "You see the inside of my house is a bet of a mess at the moment, please walk with me sir." Jack matched the man's waddle as they entered the town. "As you know I have a duty to the people of my lands to keep them safe and govern them..." the man huffed. The towns people were just starting to stir as the sun began to rise. "Well recently Mr. Frost, we have been vexed by a werewolf haunting our forest. It's a rather nasty monster who recently slew my favorite maid Angela!" the mans voice rose to a yell at the end of his sentence. "This filthy beast has vexed this town long enough, and the peoples taxes must be put to good use! I hired you, one of the finest sellswords I could find to tackle this nasty beast!"
Jack chewed his lips as the man spoke and nodded. "I'll kill your mutt for you..." he replied, his words traveling as a fog from his lips. "I knew I could count on the Frozen Butcher of Salvar!" the baron replied. "One more thing...I want you to bring me the beasts manhood." Jack stopped in his tracks. "Excuse me?" he asked glarng icicles at his employer. "Some witnesses said the monster had a rather large cock sir, I would like you to bring it to me as a proof of your kill."
This was going to be a long mission.