Alisa had come to Marigold for an adventure with Snowflake and friends, yet that didn't mean she wouldn't come prepared. Quite the opposite, right before leaving she made sure to pick out a few job requests from that city which had made it all the way to Hargeon. Granted, it was hardly a long way, meaning she had the luxury of selecting at least two of them in advance. Meager jobs of course, but for the most part those were the only kind she'd been getting her hands on as of late.
She looked over the first of them over breakfast, a simple croissant with a glass of orange juice and a cup of coffee: "Oh, the work i get myself into...", was the only comment from her lips. After all Alisa was a Goldsmith's daughter turned vigilante turned model...
The idea that she of all people would end up doing farm work was hilarious if nothing else, but jewels were jewels no matter where they came from. And in this case, pest control was actually closer to hunting considering the sheer size of the pests in question: Deer. Regardless, this prompted Alisa to dress sporty, not wanting to run any of her fancier outfits by taking it on a misguided hunting trip - bike shorts, a tight top, red jacket and cap - and finally tying up her long dark hair in a high ponytail. Then and only then did she hit the road, headed towards the outskirts of Marigold where she hoped to find her client.
And find him she did, shovelling his fields, looking rather distraught at the mess that had been made on one end: A good portion of cabbage crops have been eaten. Farmer Jim was a bearded, portly man wearing overalls and a straw hat
"Good morning. You must Farmer Jim.", Alisa smiled, waved, and approached the man, wiped the sweat off his forehead then proceeded to fan himself with the hat
"Right ah am.", he answered, looking towards the approaching woman with a welcoming smile, "Howdy ther missy. You here to work?", his eyes narrow and he glares towards his ravaged cabbage crop, balling his fists with fury, "Dem deer ain't hurtin' mah cabbages no more!"
The job itself was as simple as the request suggested, stalk the deer and kill them as they appear. Alisa wasn't too keen on that plan however... If the goal was to stop the animals from eating the crops, wouldn't it be better to just lure them in with cabbages? Farmer Jim all but cringed at this suggestion. He'd gone to a great deal of work to reinforce the fences and wasn't too keen on undoing it, but after much persuasion he agreed to let Alisa take a couple heads of cabbage outside the fence.
And there she placed them.
With a good idea of where the deer were coming from and a better idea of wind speed and direction, she'd pick a hiding place no further than five yards from the bait she set in, ensuring once the animals came to feed they wouldn't be able to smell her hiding behind the shrubbery...