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What Has To Be Done (easy Quest)
Topic Started: Oct 26 2011, 03:47 PM (186 Views)
Belial
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What has to be Done

Difficulty: Easy

Description: A kind preaching man has decided to start up his own Religion. He is babbling on in the crowds of Planet Frieza, trying to force people to join. He is a nice man, everyone used to like him. But a contract has been put out on him, you must 'touch him off'.

Reward: +400 zeni, +2 DP, +10 all stats, +2 Rp Credits

Bonus: -2 Alignment

Available: Yes
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Belial
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Belial stood in a dusty old cloak that covered his form and his face as he moved about the Planet Frieza from town to town on a special assignment that he had under taken to make a bit of cash on the side. He Had heard about this contract on a changeling who decided he wanted to start his own religion on the planet and was babbling in the crowds and ranting about his views to others. Someone was either fed up with his bullshit and yapping or they had some sort of grudge against him for wanting to start his own church here on the planet. To Belial the reasons were not what concerned him in the least but the reward had peeked his interest with promises of ample payment for such an easy task as shutting him up for good. He had set out a few hours ago from the last town which he had learned was visited by the changeling who left a day before Belial had gotten there. The snow was glistening in the light of the moon as it laid across the planet like a giant white blanket of purity and in fact with the way changelings nature was it was the only pure thing on the planet beside bloodlines. Belial did not hate his race but neither did he think to highly of it, and it was because of this he had no issue slaughtering his own kind for a paycheck and moving on with his business. His feet were tired when he reached the half way point to the next town and it was getting to be late in evening and thoughts of sleep where creeping into his brain trying to gain a foothold. He pushed them to the side after debating it a few moments deciding that if he slept he would not only lose time that he needed to make up but he would also have to hunt for a safe place to sleep and that was going to be a tad bit difficult.

He trudged onward forcing himself to keep his mind about his business and the task at hand but it was not long after this that he spotted something in the distance. It was difficult to make out at first but there was a young changeling running down the road with an injury and he was being chased by a much larger one. It struck Belial as odd but he watched the chase with much interest trying to figure out what exactly was going on and who he was going to kill first. Stepping off the road a bit he kneeled in the snow and buried himself slightly to conceal himself from there eyes and just as he finished doing so the larger one caught the smaller one and began to scream at him. "You sick little freak you are unfit for life and now you mark yourself by stealing my food?! You ugly little half breed im going to fix the mistake your whore mother made." Belial's eye went red with anger, and he knew what he was going to do.

WC: 524
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The changeling lifted his hand to strike at the child and his fist came in quickly and with as much strength as he could muster behind it. Both the changeling and the small child were caught by surprise when the first stopped in the middle of its flight and standing there with said fist in his hand was Belial the demonic changeling. He smirked and a well placed kick landed in the center of the changelings chest sending him skidding across the snow and spitting up a bit of blood. He got to his feet with a little trouble and his eyes went wide with fright at the site of the nightmare that was Belial. Turning to the boy the demon changeling pointed in the direction he came and said only two words "Run home." Turning his attention to the one who looked to assault the boy the grown half breed made his way over in his direction and that was when the changelings fight or flight response kicked in and he ran as fast as he could at Belial. Arm cocked back and ready to throw as powerful a punch as he could at the half breed the man choose to stay and fight.


The choice was a poor one as he lacked the skill to take down the warrior in a contest of physical prowess and fighting ability. The punch came in and was easily dodged with very little effort in the matter. Belial placed his back on the changelings head and pushed it down hard. As he did this his knee came up fast and connected with the bridge of the nose shattering the bone and sending blood spurting from the nostrils. The changeling stumbled back a bit and grabbed at this face trying to stop the leaking. The half breed reached out grabbing the sides of the male's head with each hand and he began to squeeze as hard as he could. The changeling tried to pry those hands away but had no luck in the matter. Blood began to leak from his eyes and ears covering both his assaulter's hands and his own face. He let out a scream but it was short lived as his skull caved in and his head was forcibly crushed. His brains jumped from the top and pieces of it scattered to the ground around his now limp body.

Belial growled and headed back for the road using the snow on the ground to clean the blood from himself. The rest of the walk was uneventful and after awhile he finally reached the gates of the settlement that was rumored to be holding the man who preached of a new religion. Belial slipped inside drawing as little attention to himself as possible as he hid himself under the tattered cloak and his search would now begin again.

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TWC: 1,001
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It was silent here with a few people roaming the streets and looking at random shops and the items they sold. Belial was here on more important business and kept his ears open for any news on his target within the town. He did not have to wait long before he caught two changelings talking over the details of this new religion and its preacher . He listened from a distance at there exchange and one of them spoke of how he just saw the male but gave no indication as to where exactly he could be found and so Belial waited for them to part ways. Once they had done so he followed the one who had spoken of his sighting and stalked him waiting for the right moment when he could gather the information he needed. It came in the form of the changeling turning down a space between two of the buildings and using it as a shortcut to get to his next destination. He made it half way down the alleyway when he was stopped by the cloaked Belial standing before him still hiding under the cloak so he would not alarm anyone as to who he was.

Walking forward a few steps he spoke clearly and directly. "I heard you say that you had seen a man who preached of a new religion. I was wondering if you could tell me exactly where I could find this man as I have taken a great interest in what he has to say."

The changeling cocked his head to the side. "Nothing in this world is free stranger so why don't you offer some coin for information and then I can give you some details."

Belial grinned and whispered "Payment...." He came across the alleyway in what seemed to be a flash and had the other changeling in the air by his throat. He looked up at him and the cloak came back just enough to show a but of his face to the now dangling changeling. "How about your life for the information I seek?"

A few minutes later Belial emerged from the alleyway and heaed off to where he could find his prey. He got a few blocks before there was a loud scream and a few PTO members floated past him in the direction he had come. Shrugging he assumed they found the male who was now missing his lower jaw and tongue. He turned a corner and standing before him on his soapbox was the target he had been chasing and Belial rubbed his hands together.

WC:432

TWC: 1,433
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Belial approached the male who was having little success in his quest to recruit followers to his new religion. Belial stood before him with his head bowed and a smirk on his face as if listening to what he had to say but in face he was just waiting for the moment to hatch his plan. The demonic changeling could kill him right here on the spot but that would invite unwanted attention in his direction. Being what he was and the fact that he was standing in a town it would also mean a reason for the changelings in the area to band together and mob him. So he had put thought into his plan and would do it out of sight and somewhere that would give him ample time to leave the city undetected by others. The window opened itself when the preacher looked upon him and asked him a simple question in a low tone.

"Have you heard the word that I preach young one?"

Belial seized the chance.

"I have come a great distance to speak with you about the word good prophet and if you would give a humble servant the chance I would like to speak with you about it further in private. I have a problem that I feel only you can solve and I would like nothing more then to discuss it with you wise one."

He played on the fact that the man had not gathered much attention yet and on his obvious desire to see this religious crusade succeed and so he patted Belial on the back and a few moments later they were walking into the room he had secured. Belial noticed it was sparse and the preacher sat on the bed and smiled.

"What can I help you with follower?"

Belial removed the hood of his cloak and looked him in the eyes.

"Payment for your death prophet."

He caught the preacher by the throat with his tail and yanked hard to cut off his air supply and keep him from yelling. He pried at the demon changelings tail but it was all in vain as the hold was secured. Leaning in Belial smirked and stared him in the eyes giving him a few final words.

"It seems this is not your lucky day. I need to make a living you see and someone out there has decided that for me to do that I would have to kill you. No hard feelings I hope. Now do me one last favor and show me the pain in your eyes."

He cocked back and punched into the man's chest gripping his heart with his fingers and holding it there for a second. The priest had a look of shock on his fast at first as well as fear mixed with pain. However a few moments later his eyes glazed over and he went limp. Removing the heart Belial devoured the blood mess and washed himself up however as he was leaving the room he got an idea. Using the ample supply of blood he wrote a message on the wall and left the room.

The message would read:

"I come not for your children but for any who forget there place as a changeling."
- The Demon


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TWC: 1,981
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He stepped out onto the streets of the town once more and this time made his way to the exit. He was sure that he had fulfilled his end of the contract and thus would no go and acquire his payment for services rendered. First he had to make his way from the town and he saw little problem with this task as they did not watch who left as closely as they did those that entered. He made his way to the exit and noticed people were being checked as they left and he growled to himself wondering what all the fuss was about and it did not take long to discover that he was the source of the issues. He caught it from the merchant in front of him talking to another changeling about how a high profile items trader had been attacked and left for dead in an alleyway and that the changeling had written the word demon in the snow and they believed that the half breed killer of children's stories was somewhere in town. Belial shook his head and thought as fast as he could about how he was going to get out without detection.

He got an idea and put it in action as he took not of the carrier in front of him holding the merchants goods. He did not have a spaceship so transporting the items was done on foot. Climbing into it when no one was looking he hid among the random items until the merchant got to the gate. He held his breath and laid very still waiting and ready for anything. The cart continued to move and he could see the gate fading in the distance to which he sighed in relief and slipped out from the cart heading off to where he had picked up the contract so he could collect his reward.


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TWC:2,296
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