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Asking around the market district, she learned she had quite a few places to choose from, but most of the locals seemed to favor a place called the Gardenstreet Honeypot.\n\nThe building itself was bigger than most others on the eponymous Gardenstreet. Most were small food stalls, whereas the tavern was a larger, two story affair of stone and wood. Before even stepping inside, she was hit with the lovely scent of something sweet. The interior was warmed by a large fire on the opposite side of the bar itself. The same sweet scent wafted from a back room behind the bar. From the open door, she could see massive casks of wood lined in a row, likely brewing a house brew of some kind. A dozen tables dotted the mostly empty room, with only a few sitting occupied. A few booth-like seats lined the wall opposite the entryway, two of them also occupied.\n\nOne of the booths was occupied by an older fox, his brown hair and orange mixed with grays from age, his hands those of a man who worked hard for a living, despite his thinner frame. The other booth was occupied by an unsavory dog with a thug-like look about him. She steered clear of him. However, as she passed, she heard the old man muttering something about everything being lost, his words somewhat slurred as he drowned whatever his sorrows were in his drink.\n\nThe bartender was a buff ox with reddish-brown fur, a pair of short horns atop his wide head. He was setting fresh bottles of something on the shelf behind him, but his ear flicked as she approached, so he knew she was there. He still took his time with his work, even as she took a seat in one of the tall stools at the counter. She waited patiently, watching him stock the shelf. When he finished emptying a crate of bottles, he finally turned to look at her. \"Welcome. What can I get you?\" His voice was deep like rumbling thunder, but flat and almost bored.\n\nChyoa shrugged. \"Dunno. I'm curious to try a local brew. I've a few coins I'm willing to part with for something good.\"\n\nHe grunted. \"Traveler, eh? Alright. House special.\" He grabbed a mug and moved to fill it from a cask nearby.\n\nShe smiled. \"Sounds good. I've a few more coins I'd be willing to part with if you're willing to share any rumors.\"\n\nThat got his attention. \"Rumors?\" He set the mug down. \"What's a pretty girl like you doing asking for rumors?\"\n\nShe shrugged. \"Just curious if there's anyone that could use the help of someone with a deft hand. The kind that don't want to post something official.\" The ox frowned. \"I did say I'd toss some extra coin for it.\"\n\nHe shook his head. \"I'd rather not stir up trouble with the guild. Mercenary or...\" His eyes looked her up and down, noting the dagger at her hip. \"...your lot.\"\n\nShe chuckled slightly. \"Oh, I'm not with any guild. Just a traveler looking to help some people.\" She took a sip of the brew in the mug, only to pause. It was quite sweet, but had some kind of spiciness behind it, and a thickness to the texture and flavor, though not unpleasant, leaving a lingering warmth in her mouth and throat. \"Oh, this is good!\" She immediately took another, larger sip.\n\nHer genuine reaction made the ox smile a little. \"Thanks. Brew it myself in the back. Gardenstreet Spicemead.\"\n\n\"Well, it's really good! I can see why everyone recommended this place!\" She took another sip of the brew, feeling the warming spreading down her throat and out from her belly as she drank some more.\n\nThe ox nodded. \"Well, you seem nice enough. If you are looking to help, I might know a few things.\" He nodded behind her. \"See that old fox back there? That's old man Jalkan. Owns a farm just north of town. Or did. Poor fellow's been driven off by a bunch of monsters that moved in. Can't pay for an official request, and the guards 'round here are too busy with... other issues to deal with a farm outside the city walls.\"\n\nChyoa frowned. \"Poor man.\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Yeah. Let's see. Another I heard was Sir Gilandis. A noble here in the city. A little stuck up, but decent enough man as nobles go. Rumor is he's looking to acquire some item. Dunno what it is, but he doesn't want to post any official request, so I doubt it's the most legal. But he's no fan of the Thieves' Guild's methods. But if you're not with them, and you say you're a deft hand, maybe you could help him. If you don't mind something not exactly on the legal up and up.\"\n\nShe smirked. \"I've... done what I have to to survive. As long as they're not asking me to murder someone.\"\n\nThe man shrugged. \"Doubt it. But you would have to ask them yourself. They don't come to a common tavern, but one of his... ah... let's call her one of his frequent night guests... Tamera, she comes by often enough. She could probably set up a meeting.\"\n\nChyoa nodded, understanding what he meant. This Tamera was likely a prostitute. \"Anything else?\"\n\nThe ox shrugged. \"For local help? Not sure. There's some other rumors about monsters on the roads to the north and east. Apparently some fort out that way was recently taken over by something, but I haven't heard much detail. Probably too much for one girl to handle on her own.\" She gave him a look. \"Hey, I think it'd be too much for one man to handle on their own, too.\"\n\n\"Fair enough.\" She set the mug down, wondering which one she could go after. There was no shot she was going to go tackling a fort full of monsters on her own. He was right, there was no way she could handle that as inexperienced as she was. Helping the poor farmer was probably the right thing to do, but she hadn't dealt with too many monsters so far, but it could be good experience, as long as it wasn't something too nasty. But it could get ugly. Plus, if he was too poor to put up an official bounty, she probably wouldn't expect much in the way of payment.\n\nThen there was this Sir Gilandis. While dealing with a noble wasn't her favorite idea, but the ox did say he was a decent sort for a noble. And stealing something was right up her alley. Though there could be a lot of complications, depending on what it was, and more importantly, where it was. If she was stealing from another noble, that could make things very difficult. But nobles had money, and she could probably expect a pretty good payday from that. And depending where this thing was she had to steal, she might be able to take some extra things for herself along the way.\n\nShe would have to think it over... after having another mug of the lovely mead. That stuff was shockingly good. She might just stick around the city for a while just for this mead. Unless things turned south for whichever job she decided to take.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Chyoa Quest

Chapter 2

Quest for a Quest

By XP Author


Chyoa decided she would much rather head to the tavern than deal with the paperwork of the mercenary's guild. Sure, official bounties and quests would probably pay more coin and possibly come with some kind of perks, but she would likely have to become a member and deal with ranks and who knows what other bullshit. No, she'd much rather do this the old fashioned way. Plus, she was curious to try the city's famous mead straight from the source. Asking around the market district, she learned she had quite a few places to choose from, but most of the locals seemed to favor a place called the Gardenstreet Honeypot.

The building itself was bigger than most others on the eponymous Gardenstreet. Most were small food stalls, whereas the tavern was a larger, two story affair of stone and wood. Before even stepping inside, she was hit with the lovely scent of something sweet. The interior was warmed by a large fire on the opposite side of the bar itself. The same sweet scent wafted from a back room behind the bar. From the open door, she could see massive casks of wood lined in a row, likely brewing a house brew of some kind. A dozen tables dotted the mostly empty room, with only a few sitting occupied. A few booth-like seats lined the wall opposite the entryway, two of them also occupied.

One of the booths was occupied by an older fox, his brown hair and orange mixed with grays from age, his hands those of a man who worked hard for a living, despite his thinner frame. The other booth was occupied by an unsavory dog with a thug-like look about him. She steered clear of him. However, as she passed, she heard the old man muttering something about everything being lost, his words somewhat slurred as he drowned whatever his sorrows were in his drink.

The bartender was a buff ox with reddish-brown fur, a pair of short horns atop his wide head. He was setting fresh bottles of something on the shelf behind him, but his ear flicked as she approached, so he knew she was there. He still took his time with his work, even as she took a seat in one of the tall stools at the counter. She waited patiently, watching him stock the shelf. When he finished emptying a crate of bottles, he finally turned to look at her. "Welcome. What can I get you?" His voice was deep like rumbling thunder, but flat and almost bored.

Chyoa shrugged. "Dunno. I'm curious to try a local brew. I've a few coins I'm willing to part with for something good."

He grunted. "Traveler, eh? Alright. House special." He grabbed a mug and moved to fill it from a cask nearby.

She smiled. "Sounds good. I've a few more coins I'd be willing to part with if you're willing to share any rumors."

That got his attention. "Rumors?" He set the mug down. "What's a pretty girl like you doing asking for rumors?"

She shrugged. "Just curious if there's anyone that could use the help of someone with a deft hand. The kind that don't want to post something official." The ox frowned. "I did say I'd toss some extra coin for it."

He shook his head. "I'd rather not stir up trouble with the guild. Mercenary or..." His eyes looked her up and down, noting the dagger at her hip. "...your lot."

She chuckled slightly. "Oh, I'm not with any guild. Just a traveler looking to help some people." She took a sip of the brew in the mug, only to pause. It was quite sweet, but had some kind of spiciness behind it, and a thickness to the texture and flavor, though not unpleasant, leaving a lingering warmth in her mouth and throat. "Oh, this is good!" She immediately took another, larger sip.

Her genuine reaction made the ox smile a little. "Thanks. Brew it myself in the back. Gardenstreet Spicemead."

"Well, it's really good! I can see why everyone recommended this place!" She took another sip of the brew, feeling the warming spreading down her throat and out from her belly as she drank some more.

The ox nodded. "Well, you seem nice enough. If you are looking to help, I might know a few things." He nodded behind her. "See that old fox back there? That's old man Jalkan. Owns a farm just north of town. Or did. Poor fellow's been driven off by a bunch of monsters that moved in. Can't pay for an official request, and the guards 'round here are too busy with... other issues to deal with a farm outside the city walls."

Chyoa frowned. "Poor man."

He nodded. "Yeah. Let's see. Another I heard was Sir Gilandis. A noble here in the city. A little stuck up, but decent enough man as nobles go. Rumor is he's looking to acquire some item. Dunno what it is, but he doesn't want to post any official request, so I doubt it's the most legal. But he's no fan of the Thieves' Guild's methods. But if you're not with them, and you say you're a deft hand, maybe you could help him. If you don't mind something not exactly on the legal up and up."

She smirked. "I've... done what I have to to survive. As long as they're not asking me to murder someone."

The man shrugged. "Doubt it. But you would have to ask them yourself. They don't come to a common tavern, but one of his... ah... let's call her one of his frequent night guests... Tamera, she comes by often enough. She could probably set up a meeting."

Chyoa nodded, understanding what he meant. This Tamera was likely a prostitute. "Anything else?"

The ox shrugged. "For local help? Not sure. There's some other rumors about monsters on the roads to the north and east. Apparently some fort out that way was recently taken over by something, but I haven't heard much detail. Probably too much for one girl to handle on her own." She gave him a look. "Hey, I think it'd be too much for one man to handle on their own, too."

"Fair enough." She set the mug down, wondering which one she could go after. There was no shot she was going to go tackling a fort full of monsters on her own. He was right, there was no way she could handle that as inexperienced as she was. Helping the poor farmer was probably the right thing to do, but she hadn't dealt with too many monsters so far, but it could be good experience, as long as it wasn't something too nasty. But it could get ugly. Plus, if he was too poor to put up an official bounty, she probably wouldn't expect much in the way of payment.

Then there was this Sir Gilandis. While dealing with a noble wasn't her favorite idea, but the ox did say he was a decent sort for a noble. And stealing something was right up her alley. Though there could be a lot of complications, depending on what it was, and more importantly, where it was. If she was stealing from another noble, that could make things very difficult. But nobles had money, and she could probably expect a pretty good payday from that. And depending where this thing was she had to steal, she might be able to take some extra things for herself along the way.

She would have to think it over... after having another mug of the lovely mead. That stuff was shockingly good. She might just stick around the city for a while just for this mead. Unless things turned south for whichever job she decided to take.

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