Quest Dangerous Quarry (Ko)

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Winter 3, 513 AV

Karash led Ko back to his shop. Divine Legacy seemed to occupy the end of a crowded alley leading to nowhere. Much in the way of Alvadas, however, it was unlikely to remain this way for long. The six armed guide moved with an arrogant sort of grace, each stride punctuated by his upturned chin and hawkish-dark eyes. Snatches of sunlight glinted off of what seemed to be gold flecks embedded in his skin. All of it, of course, was at Karash's benefit. The prideful owner had long since held a lofty superiority for those of his race. Even with the radiant beauty Alvadas had to offer, somehow, Karash seemed to think himself above it.

Pausing at the door, he knocked thrice, paused, then knocked a fourth time. After waiting a few moments he opened the door and ushered Ko within. The shop was stacked floor to ceiling with shelves. Each shelf was crowded with Karash's art. Strange items, weapons, religious symbols, and crockery were neatly and delicately arranged in a pattern only the owner could attest to.

Karash comfortably settled behind the counter and looked Ko up and down with predatory, appraising eyes. With the hint of a smile, he reached beneath the counter and placed a curved dagger on the polished wood. The hilt seemed to be ivory of some kind, and the sheath, eerily enough, appeared to be a hollowed out tooth.

Of course, it might just be stylistic, but it gave off a curious and almost...unnerving aura.

"Welcome to the Divine Legacy," Karash said with a wink, "Finest products in all Alvadas...beware though, some are like to be cursed." He winked again and laughed, "Or at least that's what folks tell me. No matter, take a seat, Ko...I believe there's a chair somewhere in the back of the shop. We need to discuss a little job you'll be doing for me."

When Ko had pulled up a chair, Karash cradled his chin in two palms and leaned over the counter. "Tell me, Ko, what is the most dangerous prey you have hunted?"
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[Ko Loraynhaus]

It bothered Ko how easily she followed the man. Usually she was not one to butt heads with people, she was generally compliant, but not with those who she felt uneasy about. Which would be this golden stranger she stood behind. With a curious pattern of knocking, he stepped into the shop. Which confused Ko because it looked like his own property. Why would he need to knock?


The room was curious looking enough, art and weapons and other things she couldn't name decorated the space. Others would say littered but no matter how unorganized it was the room didn't look messy, just . . . homely. As the man sat down, Ko stood, not sure exactly where to go. This gave him time to look over her. She didn't feel exposed in a sexual sense, her mind never bothered to worry about those things, but something still felt very dangerous about his look. Shifted her weight, Ko glanced around the room again, not meeting his black eyes. This was a unique situation to Ko, since usually she wouldn't put herself in a dangerous scenario. She would've simply said no in the Sanity Center, and been on her way. But Ko followed the strange man instead.

Her eyes snapped to a set of his hands when he pulled out a weapon and started talking. Sure she looked calm, despite her cold fingers, Ko grabbed the chair at his request, her eyes barely leaving the strangely built weapon. She realized it must have been for decoration, but it was still a weapon. A weapon in his hands, whereas she had none.

His introduction confused her a bit, the eerily dangerous aura he gave off was thrown off by his easy flow of words. He didn't try to sound threatening when he reminded her why she was there, a job.

"Tell me, Ko, what is the most dangerous prey you have hunted?" Ko stared blankly at him a second too long, realizing she barely listend to any of his words as she was still trying to make up her mind. Too late now.

" Well, I killed a Mountain Lion once." She hadn't really hunted more than boar's, but technically she did kill a Mountain Lion before. She came across a sick one, once. The big cat made a weak attempt to defend itself when she approached. Though, his weak attempt left her with a massive hole in her thigh that kept her from doing anything for almost two weeks. In the end she killed it so sloppily that she couldn't sell the fur, or half the meat.

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"A mountain cat, I see," Karash massaged his chin with one hand while the rest found perch behind his back. He paced behind the small desk as if weighing something internally. Finally, he stopped, dropped the hand and smiled.

"Well, Ko, what I am going to ask you to hunt for me is a bit more dangerous than a mountain lion. I have need of a few special items that can only be harvested off of a Kalean Giant Spider." He held up one hand, as if to stop Ko from protest.

"You'll be partnered with a more experienced hunter, someone who knows where the spiders lie. I need the venom sacks, fangs, and some leg segments of these creatures, at least two kills...and I will pay you well for your participation."

Reaching into a pocket, he pulls out another small scroll, sealed with wax, and puts it on the table.

"When you have gathered the parts I need, open this scroll. In it, there will be final instructions for your job." His eyes flashed dangerously and he reached up to adjust his glasses, "I warn you that this scroll is only to be read when the first part of the job has been completed. Do you think you can do that for me?"
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