Silver City - Pt1 [Quest/Alisa]

**Alisa** · Thu Jun 25, 2020 3:58 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

The silver district of Myras, where all the rich of the city reside, is kept pristine, reflecting the status of the people living there. However, the lower district is known for its poor conditions and higher crime rate. Sometimes, rich aristocrats from the silver district like to walk around the lower district, and see how the peasants live, or to buy rare, custom made items from the artisan's present. This rarely sits well with the denizens of the poor district, and they will often be hostile, sometimes even violent, to the richer folk. Protect the aristocrat from any bold, and stupid, thugs or refugees that may try to attack them during their trip.

WORDS: 310 | TAG: @alisa | HUNTRESS

"Fufu... I suppose some things never change no matter what part of the country you go to~...", noted the sculptress, for once picking out one of those readily available contracts she seldom went for. All too often the wealthy found themselves resented by the common populace, as pockets of resentment bubbled and broiled under a constant, unavoidable, inescapable inequality. No matter the kind of efforts taken to mitigate it, achieving a prosperity such to completely eliminiate this resentment. Disappointingly enough, all too often the powerful found themselves entitled to their position by right of law, Illumin, or whatever else, and only widened the chasm between themselves and their subjects.

Yet her political pragmatism aside, Alisa knew this was a job she could easily end up disliking, but... In the end, that mostly came down to the kind of employer she chose. A presumptuous, self entitled moron who believed himself superior to the rabble around them would readily infuriate Alisa. Sure, a professional guild mage like hersef would still do her job, but that didn't mean she had to like it... Thankfully for her, someone of her status had access to just about every last contract in the area. In the end she picked one from an older, wiser aristocrat, someone whose wisdom would hopefully have made him a bit more open minded. Alisa was about to spend several hours with this person, shadowing their every step. One can't blame her for choosing somebody more agreeable:

"I suppose we'll have to see what this Mr. Goldledge is here to buy...", mused the sculptress, looking over the contract as she arrived at the designated address

If anything, Alisa knew of one way to mitigate this inequality, and that was to keep the wealthy spending their coin on the more empoverished districts, little by little allowing the economy to prosper. But just as some of the wealthy were blind to their previlege, so were the poor unwise to the consequences of keeping the previleged away by force.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Thu Jun 25, 2020 4:23 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 620 | TAG: @alisa | HUNTRESS

And so, onward she went, to the manor of one Ernest Goldledge, the aptly named patriarch of a family of Goldsmiths. At least, that was how they started. From what she knew, the man himself currently had little influence over the artistic directions of his own craft, but rather paid people to do that for him. More than a mere Goldsmith, his family soon rose to the ranks of the lower nobility, and what he lacked for in familiar prestige, he made up for in sheer wealth. More than what a single man could ever spend up to the 7th generation and then more. Why did Alisa choose this man, with all her pickiness towards who and what she'd agree to protect...? Well, maybe because they had one particular common ancestry: Their artistic lineage. Both Alisa herself and this man came from a long line of Goldsmiths after all... Alisa might have wondered if merely trusting her whims and instincts would turn out to be a wise decision, but the moment she walked inside the estate and the man himself came out to greet her, Alisa wasn't really disappointed in any way:

"Good morning, Mr. Goldledge~", greeted the sculptress, flashing the man a cordial, welcoming smile. Clad in full armor as such, and with such an imposing weapon strapped to her back, Alisa stood as an imposing, menacing bodyguard even if her reputation alone didn't precede her.

Unlike some of the other wealthy, educated patrons she'd worked with in Myras thus far, this man was far more liberal with his oggling, slowly scanning down her form as the woman appeared clad in her skintight Hunter's armor... Alas, considering his age, Alisa didn't particularly hold it against him and simply smiled as he greeted her in turn. Really, she could hardly expect an old man to keep his gaze solely on her eyes for more than a few seconds at a time...

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Thu Jun 25, 2020 4:52 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 940 | TAG: @alisa | HUNTRESS

"Oh...? Alisa Vollan? Hahaha... I suppose I should count myself lucky to have the dazzling Guild Master of Blue Pegasus herself watching my back hmm? I see you're as beautiful as the rumours told.", praised the man, walking up and meeting Alisa halfway, offering a hand in greeting proper which the sculptress promptly accepted.

And just as expected, the man did struggle quite a bit with looking back up into her eyes, his leering gaze lingering on her lusciuous bosom for more than a couple of seconds until the sculptress could only chuckle. She didn't particularly mind being oggled, even if she had comparatively little tolerance for unexpected, unwanted touching, so much than not many, no matter how bold, actually dared to test her in such a manner for fear of getting their hands swiftly detached from their bodies. And potentially other appendages to boot.

"Myyy, Mr Goldledge~...", in the end she could only chuckle, hand raising over her mouth before resting it gracefully over her chest, raising an eyebrow as she too looked over her employer, "You flatter me~"

The man had, after all, called for protection to deal with unwanted approaches while down in the lower districts. If she wwas the type to come in covered in gold and fine drapery, dressed like a king while walking across the slums, then Alisa would have all too easily regretted agreeing to protect such a person. Thankfully, that appeared not to be the case, leaving the lithomancer to inquire, hand sliding down to that wide, womanly hip:

"So, what seems to be the problem? Have you recieved any death threats lately?", she inquired, wondering if there was actually any particular reason, some threat she'd need to look out for. An assassin isn't quite the same magnitude of a threat as a simple angry mob which was what she expected she'd be dealing with for the most part.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Thu Jun 25, 2020 4:58 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 1270 | TAG: @alisa | HUNTRESS

It didn't say anything like that on the mission but Alisa imagined that, if somebody happened to have an assassin after them and wanted to hire protection, they might not be so keen on announcing this fact, especially not before they secured said protection. Were she an assassin, if she somehow happened by that information, she'd feel more pressured to complete her assignment before a bodyguard came into play. So while it was understandable if that were the case, she wasn't particularly surprised when the man laughed and waved his hand dismissively, clearly not feeling the slightest bit threatened by the notion. Someone of his status most certainly had enemies, but perhaps none so passionate that they'd feel a need to seek the premature end to an old man's life? It wasn't as though they'd have to wait too long before he met his natural end after all, and to his credit, the man sounded almost like he knew and accepted this fact:

"Oh hardly... Hiring you really is more of a precaution... And an utter delight if I might add~ The citizens of the lower district can be quite... Resentful at the sight of an affluent stranger like myself.", his posture as he uttered those words spoke volumes, enough that the artist couldn't help but smile softly. Guess this time, her instincts had rung true as she found a rather pleasant client to look out for, a man who understood the unrest his presence might generate amidst the unruly few among the poor.

Indeed, Alisa could notice the man had seemingly made some efforts to present himself less ostentatiously than one might thing, clad in a plain colored suit, about the least showy as she imagined a citizen of the silver district possibly could ever look with some effort. It was enough, after all, as excessive ostentatiousness could be seen as a provocation by those more sensitive to it, while a disarming posture would greatly reduce the number of threats he had to look out for.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Fri Jun 26, 2020 10:31 am

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 1580 | TAG: @alisa | HUNTRESS

"Well, in that case... I suppose all that's left to do is to get going hmm~?", added the sculptress, hand on her hip as she nodded towards the entrance from whence she came, "What are you hoping to buy, if I might ask?"

Her brow rose as she asked this question, betraying a hint of genuine curiosity more than any particular precaution for her client's safety. Once again, if the man happened to be buying any particularly priceless piece, he'd probably not have wandered to the Lower District for it.

"Oh, merely a piece of local craftsmanship from a talented artist."

Surprising how that often seems to be the driving force for the Silver District's citizens to venture onto the lower districts, and understandably so... After all, what could a man this wealthy possibly need that he'd need to search for himself, and, more importantly, that he'd need to venture so far away from home? Naturally it had to be something only the man himself felt comfortable choosing, unwilling to delegate to anybody else.

"Hmmmm~... Must be quite the craftsman if he'd have you venturing into the Lower Districts just for his sake~", noted the sculptress, brow raising as she couldn't deny a smidge of curiosity in meeting this person, from one artist to another, perhaps even noting down where the man made his home so she could pay him a visit herself when she was done with this job.

And once again, it felt like her instincts rung true as her client guided her to a discreet little studio hiding somewhere in the lower district... No wonder she had no idea where it was... Without his directions she'd have never really found it, but in the end, she certainly felt glad she did, her smile widening as she stepped inside, sighing softly at the sudden release from the sweltering summer heat outside.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Fri Jun 26, 2020 10:37 am

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 1890 | TAG: @alisa | HUNTRESS

Surprisingly, they didn't even run into any trouble on the way there, even if those tight, winding alleys defenitely left Alisa on edge, unsure whether some hopeful thieves might be hiding... Granted, they possibly had no way of knowing a rich person was on the way here, could they? She defenitely caught more than a handful people giving him the stink eye, and yet she clearly understood that not about everyone had the will to turn those negative thoughts into action... In the end, the man purchased a metallic statuette he'd ordered, an abstract sculpture crafted by a man who descended from a blacksmith, and yet whose family business had been inherited by his older brother. Instead, the man focused his metalcrafting skills into a art, in a way that fascinated Alisa. Proof that despite disfavourable conditions, those with will, passion and drive could still climb up from the well of their birth, no matter how deep it may habe been. Unlike the ones who stood in Alisa's way as she escorted her client back home.

"Well good afternoon there m'lord... M'lady.", spoke a man with a seedy, sarcastic tone, seething with hatred for the wealthy who dared venture into their turf as he came out of another alley accompanied by his two mates, "You must be tired walking around on such a hot summer day. Perhaps we could help you lighten your loads? Hand over your coin purses, will ya? I assure ya, we'll take good care of them."

Mean, ugly and squalid, to the point where one couldn't even begin to figure out which of the three gave way to the other two. Did their low character translate into an outward ugliness and disregard for personal higiene as much as it translated into criminal behavior? Or did the frustration from their ugliness took the form of a propensity for violence?

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Fri Jun 26, 2020 10:39 am

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 2200 | TAG: @alisa | HUNTRESS

Alisa wasn't so callous or haughty as to assume their poverty as the root cause of all their problems: The Lower District, just as anywhere else, had much had equal parts good people and unsavoury sorts like these.

"There will be no coin handed over.", spoke the sculptress, stepping in front of her client, raising her hand out between the old man and their interlopers, eyes narrowing as she eyed the trio of would be robbers. They looked somewhat tough, enough to pose a challenge for an unprepared, unexpectant bodyguard, but Alisa was none of the sort, "Go away."

These guys were a hundred years too early before they could even dream of posing a threat to her, but even keeping that in mind, Alisa wouldn't hold back, lowering the menacing visor over her eyes and taking in the world around her with clear sight, using the 3D view offered by her Visor's ability.

"Ooooh, lookie here now boys... We gots ourselves a hero over here. We got no quarrel with you missy... Why don'tcha leave that rich old fuck and come back the way you came."

"No. I suggest you heed your own advice for once and go away.", she could only reinforce her earlier words, undaunted, all but glaring at each of them through the glimmering red slit in her visor.

They didn't know who she was huh...? Clearly these guys had bigger concerns to worry about than remembering the names of Guild mages that, last time anybody checked, had little to no influence in Myras to begin with.

"Then I guess we doin this the hard way."

From this point on, Alisa no longer felt the need to speak, merely standing there as she saw the hopeful thief pluck a rusty looking dagger from his belt as she walked up to Alisa and her client. To his credit, he didn't immediately attack her, nor did the lithomancer unleash any attack of her own...

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Fri Jun 26, 2020 10:44 am

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 2620 | TAG: @alisa | HUNTRESS

The man showed very little hostility towards her and she returned it in kind, alas, everything changed the moment he laid his filthy hand on her shoulder:

"Outta the wa-... GAHHHH!", the moment he rested his hand on her shoulder, hoping to push her aside, the sculptress' brow twitched as she reponded, reflexively and resolutely, with a ruthless, left handed uppercut to the man's gut, stopping him in his track and sending him flying several meters forward, barely able to speak as he merely grunted and coughed out his orders to his frightened companions, "W-What are you waiting for... Kill that bitch! K-Kill them all!!"

Oh how quickly robbers turn to murderers once you pressure them just a little bit. These guys were tough but Alisa had more than enough power to handle them all. As the two men pulled out their own daggers and charged, she knew they'd be after her client far more so than herself, desperate to get their hands in those deep pockets, no matter what cost. And so she dashed. Putting her full speed as she kicked the ground beneath her feet, Alisa lifted her dominant leg and drove it into the first thief's gut with a merciless side kick, putting all of the power from her dash into the blow, kicking him away without a care in the world, then finally retaliated against the last of the trio with a poweful backhanded strike, intercepting him mid run and knocking him into the walls of the dark, shady backalley from which they'd ventured into.

"Hmph...", was all she utter to the downed opponents, even assuming they'd have been conscious enough to pay attention to her. She had no words worth spending on such worthlessness, merely raising her visor, casting the trio a dismissive look in her arms before resting her hand on her client's arm and urging him along, "Come on now Mr. Goldledge... Worry not, those three will pose no threat to you anymore."

Despite having hired her, the man had nothing but endless words of thanks, and in the end paid Alisa just as handsomely as he promised and then more, well over half a million Jewels for half an afternoon's word. Not even particularly hard or unpleasant work, and, thanks to all the power she posessed, she found it relatively easy to defuse the situation to be killing anyone. Those three wouldn't be robbing people anytime soon, but they'd live, and most likely be up to no good once more in a couple of weeks.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

Silver City - Pt1 [Quest/Alisa]

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Thu Jun 25, 2020 4:52 pm

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Fri Jun 26, 2020 10:37 am

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