A Hunting We Will Go

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The pictures above depict what Farris's gold chain looks like.

The tavern. The local tavern was the only place to go. If you needed a place to rest your head from a hard day's work go to the tavern. Need a drink to allow the stress of the day to roll away, go to the tavern. Need to gamble away your hard-earned riches or need to gain some riches to pay off debts and taxes, tavern. Need to meet an old friend or heck meet a new one to rant to about your obnoxious wife or ungrateful children? Go to the tavern! For Scarlet and any other Bounty hunter, Ranger, or Hunter the tavern was their source of income. You either got hired on the spot by some traveler looking for some hero of their town, talk to the barkeep, or best yet at least for her was the board. In the back of the tavern, there was a giant wood board. Any person who wanted to remain anonymous and didn't care who took the job and just needed it done, or had jobs that were constantly turned down by others because they were considered death missions always posted to the board. The huntress was very accustomed to getting simple Anonymous jobs or jobs that just needed to be done because as soon as a client found out she was a woman many turned her down for the job. If she already completed the job then they couldn't refuse to pay her. At least from her doing the tedious jobs her reputation has grown to the point of people coming up and confronting her for jobs, but always at a lower price than the men. Maybe with this stupid arrangement, she could build her reputation to the point people didn't care. Heck, she wanted to at least get to the point she could walk into the tavern, sit down for a drink, and not be harassed.

Approaching the board her eyes grazed over all the posts, as men walked away in disgust at her approach. "Goblins, Giant spiders, fetch a unicorn, where are all the good jobs," she growled as she flipped to the older postings that we're always hidden away behind others. The blond growled as she flipped up one more to read another posting for fire ember spirits lose.

"I'm telling you no one has survived the giant of Wellwood, not even Sir Elric. He went there last week and still no sign of him. Not even a skeleton."

"I hear he can turn invisible so he can capture his targets. I would not be taking that job anytime soon."

Scarlet couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Turn invisible. Huh." The two younger farmers looking in her direction clearly heard her sarcastic remark. "I mean...that sounds a bit ridiculous honestly. How could a man-eating giant turn invisible?" If only they knew the truth like she did.

Turning to the side a bit more the two makes continued to talk about the "vicious" giant who dwelled in the forest. She wouldn't argue with them about him eating humans, but vicious? She could laugh. More like rude and entitled. Trying her best she flipped through more job selections trying to ignore the rumors she was hearing making her head shake. "Unicorn captures, egg scavaging," she told herself out loud trying to block out the talk.

"I'm telling you though if it's between the Giant of Wellwood or the mountain giant I would pick the one from Wellwood."

"No, you're ridiculous. The one from Wellwood is worse. Yeah, the mountain giant has more body counts but he's older and the one in Wellwood forest can turn invisible."

As soon as those words were uttered from the young adult Scarlet whipped around. Did she hear that right? She casually walked over to the two arguing over something neither knew what they were talking about.

"Like you said. The mountain giant is older and more experienced. One would never have a chance to even get off their horse before they were his breakfast." the male felt a tap on his shoulder causing him to stop mid-rant about how fast that giant was compared to the one in the woods.

"Um excuse me. I couldn't help overhearing your conversation, but you mentioned the giant of Wellwood." she was trying to use her most innocent and polite voice she could so the two males wouldn't snap at her for interrupting their childish conversation.

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