Gunter makes his way out of the bustling city into the shit-smelling farmlands. As he's walking down the road towards his employer's property, he thinks to himself, "Wow... I'd never live out here.". He can see various country bumpkins walking around. Saw one guy walking down the road with a pig, and the only thought was that the pig was going to get fucked later and then fed to the farmer's family. He saw another bumpkin getting frisky with his cousin. Nothing out of the ordinary. Eventually he makes it to the property owned by one such employer: Farmer Jim.

This man is apparently respected in the hillbilly community. Gunter looks around and it's what you'd expect. A farm, grain, sheep. The occasional cousin that moves faster than Farmer Jim. Eventually he sees a man to which he presumes is Farmer Jim, come out of his house, shotgun in hand. The farmer asks, "Wha-Whatchu doin' on my property? Are you here to fuck my sheep? Entry fee is one hundred Jewels!".

Disgusted by the question, Gunter responds. "No, I'm the mage you hired from the Penumbral Guard guild."

"Oh shit, I thought you were a customer! Well, come on over there, son!", Jim responds. "What can ol' Jim Bean do for you?". Gunter asks him various questions on what he's to deal with, and when the attacks normally happen. "Jim Bean" responds with, "Oh well what you're dealin' with a common, classic white wolf, right? These slippery, slimy bastards come out at night, and that's when I lose my sheep."

Jim walks over to his sheep and caresses it lovingly. Gunter can't tell what the sheep means to say in response, but looking into its eyes it wants to die. "I need you to stop these fuckin' furry bastards from eating my sheeps!", Jim states.

"That's all?", Gunter asks.

"Oh, and bring back its body for the fur for a fur coat. And if there's enough fur left I want a nice pair of undies. I've been wearing the same pair for two years. I got 'em white and they're fuckin' BLACK. Some parts are multicultural though - some brown, some yellow, and-"

"I understand, sir.", Gunter interrupts, disgusted and holding back his vomit. "I'll bring you back your wolf in due haste.".

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Jim states that he'll be looking for money to pay Gunter in the meantime, scrounging around. All Gunter can think of is that he's getting paid in sheep prostitution money. As Farmer Jim walks away, Gunter asks, "Oh one last question though. Does this wolf come around when other people are around the sheep?"

"Oh shit he don't, but lucky for you, I thought of a way to catch that slippery bastard. Like a baby that won't shut up."

Gunter interrupts before the farmer can go into detail on strangling baby. Jim runs into the house, ass crack hanging and returns to Gunter with his idea.

"Please god no. Don't make me wear it."

In Jim's hands, he has a sheep outfit with a butt flap. Gunter looks at him. "What is that?"

"Oh this right here is my sheep gimp outfit. Even comes with the zipper and the ass flap, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout."

There's a bit of silence for ten seconds, Gunter processing the fact that he's been asked to wear a gimp sheep outfit while Farmer Jim stares blankly at him, picking his nose and eating the things that come out. Gunter opens his mouth to say him, but is interrupted by Jim. "Oh it has a strap so if you wanna go to town on that wolf you can do so. It's like my PJs. Don't mind the brown stains or the crusties. And yes, I can remove the red ball in its mouth."

The only thing in Gunter's mind is that his client is a freak. Gunter thanks Jim for his consideration but declines the sheep costume. Jim reluctantly pulls the outfit away and says that if he's needed he'll be inside. "If you start to hear moaning, wait until I come on out for a smoke with my brother.".

Gunter says, "Fun time with the wife?"

"Oh no no, it's just me and my brother that live here."

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What Gunter does next is collect various branches and overgrowth, and makes himself a makeshift gillie suit while also using a bit of sheep's fur over top to blend in with the smell of animals. Then he waits.

Eventually, night comes around. It's pretty quiet for the first two hours after hiding. Then he sees it: movement near the fence as something hops over it. In the moonlight it glistens. Pure as snow. Gunter can't help but feel almost an appreciation for the animal. When it comes to moonlight and darkness, its fur is quite beautiful. But beauty doesn't pay the bills, so he needs its goddamn head.

Gunter waits until it gets close, and as soon as it starts leaning down, ready to charge and attack, Gunter strikes. He immediately gets up and runs at the wolf, axe in hand. The wolf, shocked, gets into a different position while growling. Gunter doesn't care if it makes noise. He swings with the axe, nicking it. Not a solid hit, but nevertheless a nick across the side of the face. The wolf, slightly confused but now ready for a fight, runs at Gunter. It jumps, maw open, aiming for his wrist with the axe in hand. As its midair, Gunter's arm moves with it, and he punches the wolf in the side of the face with his off-hand fist. The wolf blasts to the ground, and in that moment, Gunter brings the axe down on its ribcage.

The wolf lets out a cry, almost a whimper, and what Gunter does is let go of the axe, raises his foot up, and stomps it into the axe further in, killing the wolf. He grabs the axe by the handle, rips it out, and drags the beast's corpse over to Farmer Gimp.

Luckily, there wasn't any moaning when he got back. He knocks at the door and Farmer Jim comes out with a beer in one hand and a beer in the other.

"Hello there friend! You got the slippery bastard. Now I can take it, skin it, and make myself a coat and maybe - just maybe - some undies. But if not, oh well, I still rock it with what I got."

Jim looks at Gunter and thanks him. He tells Gunter to give thanks to the guild and guild master of Penumbral Guard, and that the guild is the best around. And if they need any sheep loving, they can come by. Gunter agrees with a smirk and nods, suppressing his disgust.

With that, Gunter takes his money and heads back to the guild, NEVER to return again to Farmer Jim. He makes a personal note in his mind to remember the address and avoid it at all times, taking the long route if possible.

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EXIT