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    • Contract Name: "An Inkling for Treasure." 
      Mission Ranking: 1 Star. (Sastasha Hard)
      Briefing: "Whispers and Hums about Pirate Treasure around Limsa spread almost as fast as disease in the quicksands and with that; Yet another Pirate coup has been staged. Why we should care? This was was odd in it's nature. The Captain at fault seems to be quite furious that this decision was completely unanimous, despite in the past moon having no bad blood with anyone who sat aboard their ship. Regardless of all that he seems to be most upset about his..... 'Booty.' That remains in the Grotto his lot called home. Rare Trinkets, Gems, Weapons, and Armor. Rumor has it he is amassing another crew to take back what is his. Let's see if we can't score ourselves something first. "
      Undersized: No.
      Priority: Low.
      Setups: A single scouting of the Grotto and what lies inside Can be done while the mission is active or beforehand.
      Reasoning: Requisition.
      Team size: 4 (Full Dungeon Party.)

      Difficulty: Very Hard (Claimed) 1 Spots Open.

      Contract Name: "Divine Cordycept'ion"
      Mission Ranking: 2 Star. (Saint Mocianne's Arboretum)
      Briefing: "The old Sharlayan colony in the Dravanian Hinterlands had long been a treasuretrove plundered soley by the inhabitants of Idyllshire, and mercenary scholars pulled in from the outside. But there remains one localle in the heap whose vaulted roof has scarse been cursorarily scoured by warrior and treasure hunter alike. The great Arboretum dedicated to St. Mocianne. A vast, labyrinthian place that once housed the greated collection of Flora and Fauna that the realm has ever known.

      Samples of some of the more obscure species contained within its walls will be more than invaluable to the Science department, and Pathfinder Maiilah in particular has requested that a team locate and secure a species of plant rumored to graft itself into a living animal's central nervous system, and control the hosts actions. But be careful not to become implanted yourselves."
      Undersized: No.
      Priority: Medium
      Setup: Research into the parasitic plant required. Can be done using the Vault botanical section, or gathering information onsite.
      Reasoning: Requisition/R&D
      Team size: 4 (Full Dungeon Party.)

      Difficulty: Hard

      CLAIMED! 1 Spots open.


      Contract Name: "The Three Headed Shedder. (Part 1)"
      Mission Ranking: 1 Star. (Halatali Normal)
      Briefing: "Ul'dah has put out a bounty for any willing adventurers. They seek for folks who wouldn't mind delving  into the Training Grounds of Halatali and Handling a Pest Problem they have. Apparently beast have still be able to slip into the cracks of the building and are laying eggs. They do not wish for the nest to be found, just for the main grounds to be cleared so they can send their own people in. Now it's no secret that we don't have the best relationship with Ul'dah and the Flames. So let's go out there and Extend a helping hand. Make us look good."
      Undersized: Yes, but with Minimum IL. 
      Priority: Medium
      Setups: None. Go in and spill some blood.
      Reasoning: PR and Bounty.
      Team size: 3-4 

      Difficulty: Medium


      Team: Erizi, Sa'ran, Lulu, Yukio.

      Contract Name: "The Organ Trail."
      Mission Ranking: 1 Star
      Briefing: "I'm not sure how much explaining this needs. Join in the Grand Company hunt. Coerthas is having problems with Redhorn Ogres and Taurus' and nothing is easier than paying people cheap gil to kill best instead of paying your actual soldiers. I want us to use this opportunity to Collect as much info on beast of this kind as we can. Keep them as intact as possible and deliver at the very least one body of each for study."
      Undersized: N/A
      Priority: Low
      Setups: None. Go spill some blood.
      Reasoning: Bounty. Knowledge.
      Team size: 1-4 

      Difficulty: Easy

    • The first set of Jobs will be posted in just a bit!

    • Dim light's flickered through the chamber halls giving life to the empty and silent halls. It was sometime late at night, and soon enough the silence would be broken by the sounds of a squeaky metal drawer being yanked open. 

      The source of the noise...The Envoy's office. 

      A bit more silence filled the room, before his door swung open, much like the drawer and from it emerged a Keeper male holding a large wooden sign. Two Twin Mammets followed; who in turn held the sign up against a wall, while he began to hammer it into place.  

      Sign Reading as follows: Collective Job Board


      The Job board will work as a supply of Miscellaneous  Missions/Jobs/Task for EVERYONE to take as a way to both prove themselves and have something to do while they are not currently involved in an Active plot, or just want to be able to have contributed something. 

      The board is currently hanging up Just outside of Kibaa's Office.

      Mission's will be presented as followed. 
      Contract Name: "......."
      Mission Ranking: 1 Star, 2 Star, 3 Star. [1 Star=A Realm Reborn content. 2 Star= Havensward Content. 3 Star= Stormblood Content.]
      Briefing: "......."
      Undersized: Y/N  [If a Dungeon is of Low Level, but ICLY would provide an actual challenge to the Collective's members Undersizement will not be allowed.]
      Priority: High, Medium, Low
      Setups: 1-4 Prior missions that may be needed to get to what it is we need.
      Reasoning: PR, Knowledge, Rescue, Bounty, Requisition.
      Team size: 1-4 

      To Claim a Mission: Message Kibaa#7298 on Discord. (Or if you prefer come to me In Character.) Discord if preferred however.

    • Anxious. Overjoyed. Nauseated. I'm feeling all of this and more. I owe Azrat and Zahri so much for finding this tome for me. All the answers I have been searching for the past moons....every expedition I have been on has finally been found in this weathered and torn tome. After our expedition through the Antitower we were able to find the missing pages, then I worked.

      Several sleepless nights. Many draughts drunk to keep me awake.....

      It got to me after a while. Translating Thavnairian text is no easy task, especially this writing ages old. But I did it. After several suns, I finally did it. Every page, every script...translated. After reading back through the tome I was not expecting anything less than another puzzle. Cryptic rhymes. But if one was trying to grasp at the goal I am trying to achieve no wonder the writer did not want this to be easy. 

      Eleven rhymes. Twelve reagents. Six elixirs. One spiritual anchor.

      I...I can't do this alone. The Magister and Magistrix already know of this plan, but I need the Collective's help. I need everyone's help. I cannot screw this up. Everything has to be perfect for this to work.


      ...If this does.....I can help them. I can help the Collective on a different level. Nhaama guide my hand and Thaliak guide my knowledge.

    • She couldn't remember how long she'd been standing there. Mayhap days. Mayhap less. Mayhap far, far more. There was no light in this place, how could she tell? All there was was the pain in her legs. The dryness of her throat. The fog coating every ilm of the inside of her brain. And the hurt. The deep, dark hurt of it. The weakness. How much she'd done , the people she'd done it to. And with nothing to show.


      She turns on her heel. Grinding into the dusty Sagolii topsoil as she swivels about her cave.


      -Deficient, Ms Maiilah-  Came his voice. Clear as the day he sat in his high backed chair with his back to her. Clear as the day he shattered her dreams

      -Your father asked me to teach you. But I cant teach a broken little waste of a girl's flesh-  

      Her eyes widen. Staring into the gloom around her little campfire as her finger clench.  "Y-You cant take... what I've done... away from me too."

      She swallows, but no saliva came   "I-I'm PROVING you wrong..."

      -You joined up with a cult, I see. Still pursuing impossible dreams like the naive child you always we--

      "SHUT UP! Shut up!" She screams. Letting it echo through the cave and rebound back as silence. It hung there. Like the stars in the void. Like the moon at midday. Silence. Not even the whipping of sandstorms outside.

      -It cant be done. I'm sorry, Maiya. But it just cant. Thank you for everything you do. But what you want is beyond even the Archmagister.- 

      She looks up. Eyes wide and wild as she once more jumps at the shadows. "K-- Kat?"
      She struggles to her feet. Catching her heel on a stone that rips at her flesh. Drawing a thin line of red into the sand. "Please... I... If I could only--"

      -Work with what you have. I taught you spells that could make a person's insides burn. But this? The gauntlets -are- crutches. I'm sorry...-

      "...K-Kat, don't..." She reaches out into the dark. But her forearms feel like lead. Dragging her to the floor where she lay. Thumping her forehead into the dust until it stains with her tears. "Don't... leave... me. Like this..."

      -One Chakra. I can open one. Any more and you'll...-

      She doesn't even look up. Just stills. She knew who it was. Her mate's smell. His voice. His pained voice. Every fibre of her body coming to an utter standstill. The tears flow freely now. Silently. Slowly. Oozing the ground below her face into a mud that begins to sink her. Swallow her. The earth tasted like decaying fish as it closed around her.

      -You cant push yourself anymore. If you push your limits, fight for your life. Then they'll start to open on their own...-

      The earth closed around her mouth. The dark. The silence. The crushing pressure of rock tightening and hardening as every bone in her body began to crack. Limbs twisting and malforming. She screams, but her mouth just fills with mud.

      And then she was standing there. The bonfire was burning, and the shadows clung to the walls. She stared into its light.

      <...Hey. Partner?>

      She raises her head weakly. Her eyes hollow as she waits for the voices. But the silence was broken. Permeated by the buzzing of wings

      <...Looking a little lost.>


      Patchouli steps to the ground. Her wingbeats seeming to take microseconds, and bells. The blue of her eyes and green of her body bright in the shadow cast by the fire

      <Why do you never call me out anymore? We're part of eachother.>

      "...I need to get strong--"

      <You are though.>

      "...N-Not withou--"

      <You. Are.>


      <...A Scholar's work isn't to break walls. Summon Darksides. Level cities, or cut throats.>
      <Rae's right... Your strength is to make others strong.>

      Her eye twitches. Staring at the Fey as her fist begins to shake. 

      "And what the... FUCK am I meant to do when they overtake me!? What am I supposed to do when I just cant fucking -do- anything anymore!?"

      She lashes. Her fist arcing through the air with every ilm of force she could be allowed. Her muscles screamed at her. Begged her to stop, but its arc unabates. Until the fairy raises her hand.

      She couldn't remember being blown back against the wall. She couldn't remember her spine snap and skull fracture. Because no sooner than they were, they were whole. She holds bent double on hands and knees. Retching up food and bile that wasn't there.

      Patchouli was knelt before her. Offering Maiya her hand.

      <Then they'll remember you. And they'll lift you up to where you stood them.>
      <And you can make them stronger all over again.>


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