Because of the dangerous nature of the Sieghart mountains he would purchase some equipment that he previously lacked unfortunately this would require him to complete yet again another request in Nanuq and the only remaining mission in the town was that of cleaning some healing huts, the description of that was written on the paper for it was brief but enough to understand that it was something he didn’t really want to do, but he had no real other option. The request paper said the following:
“Seeking help,
Jewels reward: 25,000 J
After an outbreak of the snowbeak snake on the outskirts of Nanuq town, the healing huts in Nanuq are requested to any individuals capable to clean the huts and the healing instruments with the healers unable due to them needing to heal those affected by the bites of the snakes. Any participants will be rewarded handsomely and receive a thorough medical inspection upon completion of a day's work after the outbreak has been contained.
Kaita.”
“Manual Labor” Kon groaned as he read the description from the board. Rolling his eyes he grabbed the paper and slid it into his side pocket before heading out of the inn where the board was housed. With each passing moment that he stayed in this town he drew to loathe it more and more, he just simply hoped that he could leave it sooner rather than later. The people were nice and all but it was just something about the town went against his fibre likely down to him just simply not liking the climate more than anything.
The reward itself didn't help either with it only being a mere 25,000 jewels. He had completed requests where he had earnt almost ten times that amount. Ignoring the feelings he harboured for the town he made his way over to the healing huts. The walk through the town was dull with little in the way of decorations, merely just wall after wall of ice and snow. The occasional citizen walked past him from time to time with various amounts of urgency often there were even groups with people being carried obviously to the huts for healing.
Reaching the healing huts there was a growing number of people out front pleading for helping. Needing to get inside, he squeezed and wormed his way to the front guarded by two muscle men. Removing the paper from his pocket showed the closest of them who promptly let him in.
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