Outstanding Offer
"....and that would be all. How about it? Interested?" Asked the middle aged man sitting in front of you. Smiling politely after laying out every benefits and commitments you would have if only you accepted the job. Face showing you nothing of his true intentions at your presence in the room.
You are currently at the end of your talk with somebody belonging to the Guild. Discussing the possibilities of whether you are suitable or not in working with them as a secretary. Somebody who is going to organize, take notes, and filters all sorts of information flowing in and out of the guild. If this is coming from one of the branch guild such as the masonry guild then you wouldn't give it even a single moment of thought, but this job offer comes from THE Guild.
To put it simply, the Guild is a group of people with many different kinds of skills and specialties who all band together to create a system where they all can help each other with their own problems through a private series of informations exchanges which is collected from many different branches throughout Altaria, all completely separate from the nations housing the branches.
The Guild are in possession of all manners of informations ranging from the locations of graded items, a variety of active threats, trade routes used by merchants, ongoing price of items, and even an individual private information. All of course for a price, but as a secretary you would have a free access to those informations! Maybe not all of them, but even the data from around Mavis would still prove invaluable for you.
And this person will give all of those to you with just a couple of scratches on paper.
"....I will think about it." You finally aswered after a long pause. Mind wondering which one of you are actually being robbed.
You may be competent in organizing papers and documents, but the arcane knowledge known as negotiations is still out of your grasp.
Luckily for you, the person who had made this deal even possible seems to be satisfied.
"Hmph! Almost good enough I suppose." She grunted.
Or not.
"Come on Miss Mary. Isn't this actually pretty good? This is almost twice of what I made in a single month!" Pleads Roy. Sympathizing at the man who gives a wry smile the moment he looked at him.
At Roy's claim, the female alchemist, Mary just coughs. "Please. These guys are desparate. They play it big now, but the amount of employers that they have has been decreasing since years. A young talented woman like Vecna is practically heaven sent for them who is on a decline."
Huh, you didn't know that. Is it that different here from Varon?
"Now now. While we do has some troubles in finding capable individuals. We from the Guild are not actually in decline and infact are just waiting for a promising individual such as Miss Vecna here, who is very talented like what Miss Mary had said, to arrive at our humble doorsteps. We promise to treat you exactly what you deserved."
Perking up at the man's promise, Roy began to thank the man but Mary's rebuttal cut him up short.
"Thank you very mu-"
"Just like how you tricked the Michello Caravans with the false trade routes?"
"-ch EHHHH!? It was the Guild who sells that crap to uncle Mich!?"
The man's eyes narrows dangerously. "The trade route we sold to the Michello's are just simply outdated by a couple of days. It is not the Guild's fault that they buyed the information just before we updated them. You better not implying we from the Guild to intentionally endanger our customers Miss Mary."
Mary just raised a single unimpressed eye for a response. "Is that a threat?"
"It is not a-"
"Wait, you're threatening her!? How could you!?"
"No I am not threatening-"
"I won't let you hurt my-"
"We do not condone-"
"-raise your offer or we-"
"-already the highest-"
"-you know-"
"-maybe we can-"
"-this is getting no where-"
"-listen-"
Through all the chaos, you stay silent. Wondering if this death feeling inside you is what the liches has always felt.
"I still can't believe they actually dare to swindle you like that Vecna!" Complained Mary. Still miffed at the.....negotiation which took place only an hour ago.
The three of you are currently on the road. Each walking away from the direction of the Guild Hall with varying amount of exhaustion being shown to one another. Not at all being helped by the sun which is mercilessly cooking you inside out from high above your head.
"I am just glad it was over." You softly replied. Wondering whether your decision to ask your new neighbors to help you in looking for a new cover job is the correct choice. Aside from the complications at the last interview everything else is actually going very well.
Letting out a long sigh full of suffering. Roy just gives you a questioning look at your response. "Their offer are still better than most though. They even got my uncle's shop beat. What do you think? Want to take a go at it?"
At that question, you stopped walking to take a few moment to think. Mind already turning back to the event leading to this little excursion of yours with what amounts to two total strangers.
Your second meeting with the one known as Roy Buckleneer had gone well. Very well infact as once you had mentioned how you are also an Artificer the bestacled boy had practically all but dragged you to meet with the rest of the neighborhood. A close-knitted family like community who called themself the Crafters Union.
From what you had understood about them from your short interaction, the Crafters Union is an unofficial group of people in Mavis compromising mostly of blacksmiths and other crafter like jobs who all had banded together under their shared dissatisfaction of how the city much prefers the mages instead of the crafters. They had once showed an impressive united front for the city to change for the better and was then rewarded for their resolution with a small section of the city for them to live in where they can freely practice their craft. They are a group of bright minded people who are proud in what they had made for themself.
You meanwhile think that there are some omitted and down played details in their story.
Regardless of what part do they play in Mavis section of history however it doesn't change the fact that you are being lumped together with them just by being an artificer who lives close to their area of neighborhood. Something the Crafters Union are very much joyous about by how they choose to politely ignore your main status as both a wizard and a sorcerer.
Roy in his rush for you to meet with the rest of the family had introduced you to Mary. A grouchy red headed woman who is the only one to voice out how you are also a mage. She tried to reasons with the other crafters how a pampered and self entitled bitch mage like you has no real reason to be treated like being one of them.
You told her to rot in her grave.
It all just kind of spiralled away from there. Involving a lot of shouting, hair pulling, and a trampled Roy but it all ends up with Mary somehow deciding you are now one of the family and her helping you scouring the entire city of Mavis for the most lucrative job offers around.
How even....?
Roy's uncle tutelage is only one such offer. Though it is the best one beside what the guild had offered earlier. You didn't remember him very clearly, but Roy's uncle seems to be the gruff old man who didn't speak very much during the meet and greet. He says he didn't have much for wages, but he could teach you blacksmithing as a part for your training to become an adept artificer.
Your idle ponderings however were cut short with a slap on the back courtesy by one smirking Mary. Bringing you back to the cruel real world beside the amused red head. Unconcerned by the death glare you are giving her. "Come now Vecna. Don't sleep on us like that! Tell us what you think."
Worried by his friend behaviors, Roy interjected. "You don't need to answer right now. This is something that you need to think a lot before deciding."
You huffed. Unbothered by his concerns. You didn't have time to waste by hesitating. "No, I need a job as soon as possible and it's almost been two month since I arrived here."
"Why do you need one so urgently?"
"Not one of your business."
Mary leaned in at that remark. "Ohhh? Then just what exactly did you wi-"
"Is that you Mary?"
"-sh to hide? Oh dammed it."
The three of you turned. One in irritation and the other two in curiousity at who exactly had intrude themself into the conversation. A question is already hanging from your lips, but you abandoned it to instead froze in terror at the sight which greeted you.
A chiseled jaw, a long curly brown hair tied on the back of the neck, and a pair of eyes colored silver. You may not be well versed in the art of intrigue, but even you wouldn't mistaken the slouching form with arms folded in front of you for being none other than Wilhelm Keyne. The Master of Mavis Mage Tower and easily the strongest person in the city.
Someone who will have no trouble in killing you the moment he knows you are a necromancer.
"What is it do you want then Wilhelm?" Mary, who is proving herself to be an excellence distraction from your imminent panic, asked the Expert Class Arc-Mage without a single iota of respect for his status.
"Is speaking with you not a good enough reason?"
"You wouldn't be approaching me without a plan."
"Heh, true enough."
"Then beat it."
"Just bear with me. I am interested in seeing what kind of company did you have."
Roy meanwhile just glanced back and fort between the two. Face showing an obvious confusion to their interaction. You can honestly say you also feel the same.
"I am Roy Buckleneer. A blacksmith, and you are Sir....?" Roy introduced himself while offering his hand for a handshake. Somehow not recognizing the last line of defense of his own city.
"Ah, pardon me. I am Wilhelm Keyne. That tower at the city center lording everything else belongs to me. A pleasure." Answered Wilhelm with an easy going smile. Accepting the handshake before offering you the same. You emotionlessly reciprocate it.
"A pleasure meeting you as well Sir EEEHHHHH!?" Exclaimed Roy. Finally figuring out who exactly is he speaking with.
Wilhelm himself doesn't seem to mind the blacksmith ignorance. Instead he decided to just give him an even bigger smile showing a little bit of teeth before swiftly turning to look at your futilely trying to blend in figure. Dashing your hope of being forgotten.
"Not Sir Eeehhh. Just call me Wil. All friends of Mary called me that. How about you lovely lady? You are Miss...?"
"Vecna Iza." You stiffly answered. Trying not to show any reaction of your name being known to the city resident expert class.
"Miss Iza. Now what is this I hear about you looking for a job?"
"I am new to the city and was looking for a paying position."
"Me and Miss Mary was just helping her with an interview back in the Guild Hall. Though not without some trouble." Roy added helpfully, before winching at the memory of what happened at the end.
Raising a single curious brow, Wilhelm then asked for the details which then prompted Mary to snarkily also asked him a question. "I guess Miss Mary had a shouting match with them?"
"What is it to you?"
"Let me ask Miss Iza some questions first. You are a sorcerer then? And an artificer as well?" Asked Wilhelm.
"Yes." You answered in surprise and fear. Thinking the cat is out of the bag. Did he also know you are also a necromancer? "How did you know?"
"I have my ways." He mysteriously answered. Receiving an eye roll from Mary and an amazed ohh from Roy for his troubles. "Now, I have a surprise for you Miss Iza."
"....What is it?" You slowly asked. Mind wondering how fast could you run to escape with your Sister. But his next words just almost knocked you over with it's absurdity.
"What do you feel about working for me?"
"I am sorry?"
"To be clear, I want you to join me as one of my Mage Tower Assistant." Wilhelm explained. Almost bugging your eyes out at the sheer impossibility of his proposal. Your reaction however pale short with those coming from the two new acquintance of yours.
"MAGE TOWER ASSISTANT!?" Cry out Roy in surprise. Mary following swiftly from behind to berate Wilhelm who doesn't seem to give a damm.
"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE, Mister! You can't just randomly gave away one of the Tower's position like that to even someone like Vecna. That thing you have there is one of Mavis main line of defense. Just what are you playing at here Wilhelm!?"
"Meh, I have a free spot availabe and I can do whatever I want with it." Answered the Master of the Mage Tower. "As for you Miss Iza. If you accept then your job description will be you monitoring and mantaining the wards engraved within both the Tower and the City Walls while also investigating any magical incident happening inside the city alongside a senior member. You may also be helping us out with a few high priority teleportations spells and odd rituals here and there, but you will mostly be on spell maintenance duty and helpers for the Mage Tower Observators. What do you say?"
You need a couple of blinks to properly take in the literal surge of information coming out of Wilhelm's mouth. But once you do, you practically jumped in shock at the situation you had found yourself in. Immediately you began to try dissuading the apparantly crazy Tower Master how you are not suitable for the job. As rewarding as it might be for you to join as one of the Mage Tower Assistant, it wouldn't matter if you were caught during one of the many deep testing this kind of position should have with it's importance. Yet the being known as Wilhelm Keyne just brush off every single reason that you gave him.
"I can't accept your offer. I don't think I am suited for it and I need a new job as fast as possible. I also don't like being in debt and you even barely knew me." You spluttered.
"Don't worry you will be fine and you could even join in tomorrow! I don't think I need to worry about someone Miss Mary had approved of."
"The necesary testing-"
"You don't need to do it. You will have my seal of approval."
You can only numbly nod at that. Absently noting how Roy and Mary could only stand beside you gaping at how generous/irrational Wilhelm is right now.
"So? Anymore concerns? I insist you accept it." Thus smiled Wilhelm Keyne. Which seems to finally released Roy and Mary from their petrified state. Causing Mary to start furiously questioned Wilhelms of his true intentions and Roy to both congratulate and lamented you from accepting the proposal instead of being a blacksmith with him.
You however ignored all of that to instead think about your choices. Your best options so far from what you had seen is three.
The first is an apprenticeship with Roy's uncle. This option will not give you a lot of reward due to the unpopularity of the products in Mavis. This job however first and foremost seems to be safe as you can't think of a single reason why a blacksmith will need to check your insides. There is also the help to become an artificer adept to consider.
The Second is the job offer of being the Guild's secretary. The pay seems to be pretty good and you would even got access to some important information. Those intel however are those that you can gain by simply forking money and the Guild in Phione doesn't seems to be doing well right now from what you can glean from Mary. They might even renegade on the deals you made or provide inaccurate data if they keep on declining.
And finally there is the Mage Tower Assistant. You sadly doesn't know a whole lot about the Mage Tower beside what Wilhelm had told you. But, one of your duties seems to be assisting your seniors in any magical incidents happening within the city which should include any necromancer sightings that you could sabotage. Wilhelm also didn't mention it, but there should also be someone inside the Tower who you could ask for help in training you to be either an adept wizard or sorcerer. Any kind of secrets that you might uncover from there is also something that should be even private to the Guild. The problem however you will be working very closely with the people who supposed to hunt you down. While you highly doubt they will be as good as a Church Exterminators, there is no guarantee any magical detectors that they have wouldn't just suddenly pinged on you during one of the cases.
Now, after thinking of all possibilities. Only one question remained.
What will be your cover job while in Mavis?
[ ] Blacksmith Apprentice
[ ] Guild Secretary
[ ] Mage Tower Assistant
You are currently at the end of your talk with somebody belonging to the Guild. Discussing the possibilities of whether you are suitable or not in working with them as a secretary. Somebody who is going to organize, take notes, and filters all sorts of information flowing in and out of the guild. If this is coming from one of the branch guild such as the masonry guild then you wouldn't give it even a single moment of thought, but this job offer comes from THE Guild.
To put it simply, the Guild is a group of people with many different kinds of skills and specialties who all band together to create a system where they all can help each other with their own problems through a private series of informations exchanges which is collected from many different branches throughout Altaria, all completely separate from the nations housing the branches.
The Guild are in possession of all manners of informations ranging from the locations of graded items, a variety of active threats, trade routes used by merchants, ongoing price of items, and even an individual private information. All of course for a price, but as a secretary you would have a free access to those informations! Maybe not all of them, but even the data from around Mavis would still prove invaluable for you.
And this person will give all of those to you with just a couple of scratches on paper.
"....I will think about it." You finally aswered after a long pause. Mind wondering which one of you are actually being robbed.
You may be competent in organizing papers and documents, but the arcane knowledge known as negotiations is still out of your grasp.
Luckily for you, the person who had made this deal even possible seems to be satisfied.
"Hmph! Almost good enough I suppose." She grunted.
Or not.
"Come on Miss Mary. Isn't this actually pretty good? This is almost twice of what I made in a single month!" Pleads Roy. Sympathizing at the man who gives a wry smile the moment he looked at him.
At Roy's claim, the female alchemist, Mary just coughs. "Please. These guys are desparate. They play it big now, but the amount of employers that they have has been decreasing since years. A young talented woman like Vecna is practically heaven sent for them who is on a decline."
Huh, you didn't know that. Is it that different here from Varon?
"Now now. While we do has some troubles in finding capable individuals. We from the Guild are not actually in decline and infact are just waiting for a promising individual such as Miss Vecna here, who is very talented like what Miss Mary had said, to arrive at our humble doorsteps. We promise to treat you exactly what you deserved."
Perking up at the man's promise, Roy began to thank the man but Mary's rebuttal cut him up short.
"Thank you very mu-"
"Just like how you tricked the Michello Caravans with the false trade routes?"
"-ch EHHHH!? It was the Guild who sells that crap to uncle Mich!?"
The man's eyes narrows dangerously. "The trade route we sold to the Michello's are just simply outdated by a couple of days. It is not the Guild's fault that they buyed the information just before we updated them. You better not implying we from the Guild to intentionally endanger our customers Miss Mary."
Mary just raised a single unimpressed eye for a response. "Is that a threat?"
"It is not a-"
"Wait, you're threatening her!? How could you!?"
"No I am not threatening-"
"I won't let you hurt my-"
"We do not condone-"
"-raise your offer or we-"
"-already the highest-"
"-you know-"
"-maybe we can-"
"-this is getting no where-"
"-listen-"
Through all the chaos, you stay silent. Wondering if this death feeling inside you is what the liches has always felt.
***
"I still can't believe they actually dare to swindle you like that Vecna!" Complained Mary. Still miffed at the.....negotiation which took place only an hour ago.
The three of you are currently on the road. Each walking away from the direction of the Guild Hall with varying amount of exhaustion being shown to one another. Not at all being helped by the sun which is mercilessly cooking you inside out from high above your head.
"I am just glad it was over." You softly replied. Wondering whether your decision to ask your new neighbors to help you in looking for a new cover job is the correct choice. Aside from the complications at the last interview everything else is actually going very well.
Letting out a long sigh full of suffering. Roy just gives you a questioning look at your response. "Their offer are still better than most though. They even got my uncle's shop beat. What do you think? Want to take a go at it?"
At that question, you stopped walking to take a few moment to think. Mind already turning back to the event leading to this little excursion of yours with what amounts to two total strangers.
Your second meeting with the one known as Roy Buckleneer had gone well. Very well infact as once you had mentioned how you are also an Artificer the bestacled boy had practically all but dragged you to meet with the rest of the neighborhood. A close-knitted family like community who called themself the Crafters Union.
From what you had understood about them from your short interaction, the Crafters Union is an unofficial group of people in Mavis compromising mostly of blacksmiths and other crafter like jobs who all had banded together under their shared dissatisfaction of how the city much prefers the mages instead of the crafters. They had once showed an impressive united front for the city to change for the better and was then rewarded for their resolution with a small section of the city for them to live in where they can freely practice their craft. They are a group of bright minded people who are proud in what they had made for themself.
You meanwhile think that there are some omitted and down played details in their story.
Regardless of what part do they play in Mavis section of history however it doesn't change the fact that you are being lumped together with them just by being an artificer who lives close to their area of neighborhood. Something the Crafters Union are very much joyous about by how they choose to politely ignore your main status as both a wizard and a sorcerer.
Roy in his rush for you to meet with the rest of the family had introduced you to Mary. A grouchy red headed woman who is the only one to voice out how you are also a mage. She tried to reasons with the other crafters how a pampered and self entitled bitch mage like you has no real reason to be treated like being one of them.
You told her to rot in her grave.
It all just kind of spiralled away from there. Involving a lot of shouting, hair pulling, and a trampled Roy but it all ends up with Mary somehow deciding you are now one of the family and her helping you scouring the entire city of Mavis for the most lucrative job offers around.
How even....?
Roy's uncle tutelage is only one such offer. Though it is the best one beside what the guild had offered earlier. You didn't remember him very clearly, but Roy's uncle seems to be the gruff old man who didn't speak very much during the meet and greet. He says he didn't have much for wages, but he could teach you blacksmithing as a part for your training to become an adept artificer.
Your idle ponderings however were cut short with a slap on the back courtesy by one smirking Mary. Bringing you back to the cruel real world beside the amused red head. Unconcerned by the death glare you are giving her. "Come now Vecna. Don't sleep on us like that! Tell us what you think."
Worried by his friend behaviors, Roy interjected. "You don't need to answer right now. This is something that you need to think a lot before deciding."
You huffed. Unbothered by his concerns. You didn't have time to waste by hesitating. "No, I need a job as soon as possible and it's almost been two month since I arrived here."
"Why do you need one so urgently?"
"Not one of your business."
Mary leaned in at that remark. "Ohhh? Then just what exactly did you wi-"
"Is that you Mary?"
"-sh to hide? Oh dammed it."
The three of you turned. One in irritation and the other two in curiousity at who exactly had intrude themself into the conversation. A question is already hanging from your lips, but you abandoned it to instead froze in terror at the sight which greeted you.
A chiseled jaw, a long curly brown hair tied on the back of the neck, and a pair of eyes colored silver. You may not be well versed in the art of intrigue, but even you wouldn't mistaken the slouching form with arms folded in front of you for being none other than Wilhelm Keyne. The Master of Mavis Mage Tower and easily the strongest person in the city.
Someone who will have no trouble in killing you the moment he knows you are a necromancer.
"What is it do you want then Wilhelm?" Mary, who is proving herself to be an excellence distraction from your imminent panic, asked the Expert Class Arc-Mage without a single iota of respect for his status.
"Is speaking with you not a good enough reason?"
"You wouldn't be approaching me without a plan."
"Heh, true enough."
"Then beat it."
"Just bear with me. I am interested in seeing what kind of company did you have."
Roy meanwhile just glanced back and fort between the two. Face showing an obvious confusion to their interaction. You can honestly say you also feel the same.
"I am Roy Buckleneer. A blacksmith, and you are Sir....?" Roy introduced himself while offering his hand for a handshake. Somehow not recognizing the last line of defense of his own city.
"Ah, pardon me. I am Wilhelm Keyne. That tower at the city center lording everything else belongs to me. A pleasure." Answered Wilhelm with an easy going smile. Accepting the handshake before offering you the same. You emotionlessly reciprocate it.
"A pleasure meeting you as well Sir EEEHHHHH!?" Exclaimed Roy. Finally figuring out who exactly is he speaking with.
Wilhelm himself doesn't seem to mind the blacksmith ignorance. Instead he decided to just give him an even bigger smile showing a little bit of teeth before swiftly turning to look at your futilely trying to blend in figure. Dashing your hope of being forgotten.
"Not Sir Eeehhh. Just call me Wil. All friends of Mary called me that. How about you lovely lady? You are Miss...?"
"Vecna Iza." You stiffly answered. Trying not to show any reaction of your name being known to the city resident expert class.
"Miss Iza. Now what is this I hear about you looking for a job?"
"I am new to the city and was looking for a paying position."
"Me and Miss Mary was just helping her with an interview back in the Guild Hall. Though not without some trouble." Roy added helpfully, before winching at the memory of what happened at the end.
Raising a single curious brow, Wilhelm then asked for the details which then prompted Mary to snarkily also asked him a question. "I guess Miss Mary had a shouting match with them?"
"What is it to you?"
"Let me ask Miss Iza some questions first. You are a sorcerer then? And an artificer as well?" Asked Wilhelm.
"Yes." You answered in surprise and fear. Thinking the cat is out of the bag. Did he also know you are also a necromancer? "How did you know?"
"I have my ways." He mysteriously answered. Receiving an eye roll from Mary and an amazed ohh from Roy for his troubles. "Now, I have a surprise for you Miss Iza."
"....What is it?" You slowly asked. Mind wondering how fast could you run to escape with your Sister. But his next words just almost knocked you over with it's absurdity.
"What do you feel about working for me?"
"I am sorry?"
"To be clear, I want you to join me as one of my Mage Tower Assistant." Wilhelm explained. Almost bugging your eyes out at the sheer impossibility of his proposal. Your reaction however pale short with those coming from the two new acquintance of yours.
"MAGE TOWER ASSISTANT!?" Cry out Roy in surprise. Mary following swiftly from behind to berate Wilhelm who doesn't seem to give a damm.
"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE, Mister! You can't just randomly gave away one of the Tower's position like that to even someone like Vecna. That thing you have there is one of Mavis main line of defense. Just what are you playing at here Wilhelm!?"
"Meh, I have a free spot availabe and I can do whatever I want with it." Answered the Master of the Mage Tower. "As for you Miss Iza. If you accept then your job description will be you monitoring and mantaining the wards engraved within both the Tower and the City Walls while also investigating any magical incident happening inside the city alongside a senior member. You may also be helping us out with a few high priority teleportations spells and odd rituals here and there, but you will mostly be on spell maintenance duty and helpers for the Mage Tower Observators. What do you say?"
You need a couple of blinks to properly take in the literal surge of information coming out of Wilhelm's mouth. But once you do, you practically jumped in shock at the situation you had found yourself in. Immediately you began to try dissuading the apparantly crazy Tower Master how you are not suitable for the job. As rewarding as it might be for you to join as one of the Mage Tower Assistant, it wouldn't matter if you were caught during one of the many deep testing this kind of position should have with it's importance. Yet the being known as Wilhelm Keyne just brush off every single reason that you gave him.
"I can't accept your offer. I don't think I am suited for it and I need a new job as fast as possible. I also don't like being in debt and you even barely knew me." You spluttered.
"Don't worry you will be fine and you could even join in tomorrow! I don't think I need to worry about someone Miss Mary had approved of."
"The necesary testing-"
"You don't need to do it. You will have my seal of approval."
You can only numbly nod at that. Absently noting how Roy and Mary could only stand beside you gaping at how generous/irrational Wilhelm is right now.
"So? Anymore concerns? I insist you accept it." Thus smiled Wilhelm Keyne. Which seems to finally released Roy and Mary from their petrified state. Causing Mary to start furiously questioned Wilhelms of his true intentions and Roy to both congratulate and lamented you from accepting the proposal instead of being a blacksmith with him.
You however ignored all of that to instead think about your choices. Your best options so far from what you had seen is three.
The first is an apprenticeship with Roy's uncle. This option will not give you a lot of reward due to the unpopularity of the products in Mavis. This job however first and foremost seems to be safe as you can't think of a single reason why a blacksmith will need to check your insides. There is also the help to become an artificer adept to consider.
The Second is the job offer of being the Guild's secretary. The pay seems to be pretty good and you would even got access to some important information. Those intel however are those that you can gain by simply forking money and the Guild in Phione doesn't seems to be doing well right now from what you can glean from Mary. They might even renegade on the deals you made or provide inaccurate data if they keep on declining.
And finally there is the Mage Tower Assistant. You sadly doesn't know a whole lot about the Mage Tower beside what Wilhelm had told you. But, one of your duties seems to be assisting your seniors in any magical incidents happening within the city which should include any necromancer sightings that you could sabotage. Wilhelm also didn't mention it, but there should also be someone inside the Tower who you could ask for help in training you to be either an adept wizard or sorcerer. Any kind of secrets that you might uncover from there is also something that should be even private to the Guild. The problem however you will be working very closely with the people who supposed to hunt you down. While you highly doubt they will be as good as a Church Exterminators, there is no guarantee any magical detectors that they have wouldn't just suddenly pinged on you during one of the cases.
Now, after thinking of all possibilities. Only one question remained.
What will be your cover job while in Mavis?
[ ] Blacksmith Apprentice
[ ] Guild Secretary
[ ] Mage Tower Assistant
How the hell did I made a 3k amount of word count interlude when I am barely reaching only 1k a couple of hours ago!? Anyways think carefully of your choices. This will decide a lot of events that will be happening in Mavis.
Also a dramatis personae of noteable characters which had appeared so far in the quest is up on the front page. So check it out.
Also a dramatis personae of noteable characters which had appeared so far in the quest is up on the front page. So check it out.
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