Same ol shit just a different day. Today Ezekiel decided that he needed to do another quest because yesterday's quest was just so easy. However, standing at the quest board he realized that yesterday was the best quest he had taken. There were no more exciting ones on the board, which meant that he would literally be either saving a cat from a tree or watering somebody's plants. With a sigh Ezekiel decided that watering plants was far more challenging. He grunted, then ripped the paper off of the board. The night was young. The sun had just set only moments ago and he was getting hungry. He was doing much better as far as blood cravings go, probably because he had been a vampire for a little while now. The Black magician rubbed his fingers through his head. Hopefully Sentinel Syndicate's money makin' board was a lot more interesting than this one.
The Desiertan glanced at the paper for but a moment before he saw the giant "Help wanted" sign on top. It was old and worn out. It look like rain and bird shit had gotten to it before he did. Reluctantly he read the rest of he paper. The person who needed help asked for someone clean and experienced to water her plants. Apparently her hand was sprained pretty badly and she needed someone to tend to her babies. This person was definitely an old woman, Ezekiel thought. He groaned and continued reading the rest of the paper. The homeowners living headquarters was all the way on the other side of the city. How the fuck did it end up over here. The Sentinel crumpled the paper and stuffed in his pocket, then began to walk deeper into Magnolia. He could have flown there, but that would be an unnecessary waste of mana, he thought.