Recruitment

He went to tailor shop, it was quiet little place, barely had any customers. He got inside and saw a short woman with glasses and disheveled hair.

She was carrying 2 needles muttering something in a whisper. He watched this weird looking woman pace around the store. Excuse me, he said.

The woman turned around and looked at him, who are you? What do you want, she did gripping her long needles tightly. I'm looking for Rukia.

Rukia? What do want with Rukia? She asked scratching her black disheveled hair. U was told to look for her, I want tailor made clothes. A customer, you are a customer?

I haven't had customers in a while, people say I'm crazy, I'm not crazy they are crazy, all of them,they don't know art. What kind of clothes do want? What material?

Human skin? Do you like human skin? She took out papers filled with drawings showing it to him. He expected gory looking horror clothes made from human skin.

Instead the drawings were of fluffy pink and white coats, dresses with unicorns, hills, womens hat. Tracy would like these, he thought.

No, all of these are womens clothing, are they made from human skin? No ofcourse not, human skin is disgusting. Then why did ask if I like it?

Because some people do, they are crazy, crazy people. Human skin is too soft and unsuitable to be made into clothes. I see, I need something like this.

He described the type of clothing he wanted. You want them to be as durable as armour? That impossible, although we can make clothes durable there is a limit, everything has a limit don't you know that?

Come back in a few days and bring my money, she said turning around nolonger paying him any mind. He left, he wanted to see if he could buy a martial art manual or swordsmanship manual.

His lack of actually fighting ability was a weakness he had to deal with early lest it cost him his life. If he had skill fighting that leopard he would not have wounded as much.

He did find a few basic hand to hand combat and a single basic sword manual. It was a common sword manual used to teach beginner swordsmen.

Although it was the basic it was very stable, it did not teach any strong or fancy sword moves but it foundation was stable. The best part about was that it does not clash with other sword styles.

You can learn any swordsmanship on top of it, infact since it teaches the basics of swordsmanship it makes learning other sword styles easier.

He was going to practice the two techniques for the following week before taking another mission. Bronze rank adventures had compulsory mission once every month.

He technically had already completed his quarter. As he was walking back towards his inn he was stopped by a group of three. A tall muscular man with a shield on his back.

A blonde woman carrying a staff and a man with a sword scrapped to his hip. He was dressed In fancy armour and had a prideful smile as if he was looking down on everybody.

He looked at them then tried to go around. The sword guy stood in his way, oy kid we trying to talk to you here don't just ignore us, he said with irritation.

Noel ignored him and tried to go around him again, oy the man said yet before he could continue the lady interjected. Please we need to talk to you, we will not take too much of your time.

He turned and looked at her, she was genuine he could that much. The big guy just kept quiet. He followed them to a bar, they sat at a table, the three of them sitting opposite him.

We want you to join party, we heard you a healer and we thought we should give you this opportunity, the sword guy said. The lady just gave him an annoyed look.

We will be taking a mission tomorrow, be at the guild by 8 am, the man said as if it was already decided he would join them and he could tell he really believed that.

He stood and left, it where do you going? I'm still talking to you, the man shouted, he Ignored him. The woman stood and chased after him.

Please stop, please, he did not stop. She caught up outside the bar. I'm sorry about my friend he had a terrible personality. He used to be a noble you see so he still thinks he is above others.

I'm really sorry about the way he talked to you I really am but we are really in need of a healer, please join our party even if for a while it would still give us a sense of security.

I can promise the pay will be fair. I will think about it. Thank you, thank you a lot. I will give you an answer in a week. A week? We are kind of.....a week, he cut her off as he left.

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Cathra went back to the bar, she was really exasperated, they almost lost the only healer without a party because of Vics foolishness, she watched as he flirted with a waitress bragging about all his exploits.

His contribution was highly exaggerated, he was barely a reliable person. He was lazy and his swordmanship was lousy. If her family did not live in the territory of his family there was no way she would party with him.

She knew leaving his party would put them in danger, he was a very vindictive person. Although he is technically a former noble as he was disowned by his father they still had a connection.

Disowning him was simply a way to save face after he was caught trying to force himself on a merchants daughter. Their family would be bankrupt in a year if they mess with the merchants guild.

He was greedy and wasteful, lustful and barely had any skills whatsoever yet he was still arrogant but even with all his fault he was still the child or a baron.

She sighed as she approached their table, the two men looked at her, he said he'll have the answer in a week. Vic clicked his tongue,how arrogant of him, we the ones doing him a favour here.