by Guest Mon Jun 29, 2020 5:05 pm
Name: Who is Susan?
Rank: B-Rank
Participants: Moon Village, Sun Village, Missing Ninja
Type: Solo Mission
Reward: 40 EXP
Location: Blending fields ( Region 9 )
Details: There are a breed of corrupted scorpions called Susan's Scorpions. There is no record of why they called Susan's Scorpions. However, they are a deadly species who bury themselves deep in the sands and wait for their prey. While their bodies are small, the size of a pig, their tales are thick and are as long as 5 meters. Their stings are highly venomous. Go and hunt down a Susan's Scorpion, bring back its stinger as proof. Keep in mind its exoskeleton is incredibly thick and durable.
Requirements: Your post must be at least 900 words.
A question often asked among the shinobi of the sun was, who on earth is Susan? All the records across the scorched sands and whispering rivers, there was not a single record of a Susan. Was it a code for something? Perhaps an old sage who departed the world in secrecy or a Necronomicon or even just a troll-like individual. Many theories existed around who or what Susan was. So much than the academy admitted they didn’t have a single clue as to who it is. The only point of reference they had was Sudan’s scorpion. A highly venomous, hyper-aggressive, and predatory insect the size of a man but with a sting as long as Terry’s Tentacle. Who Terry is isn’t important not today. The focus is on the horrid scorpion that preys upon the critters in Nikkousato.
These scorpions were a bit of a pest in the desert. While left alone they were perfectly fine, they had a habit of situating themselves in places which made them difficult to be left alone. Around caves, oasis, and roads frequented by merchants and villagers. It made sense, everyone wanted shelter from the cruel slave master, clean water to quench the never-ending thirst, and who didn’t want the occasional juicy merchant? Stab them a couple of times as they writhe in pain. The venom quickly melting their insides. Mandibles drooling as they anticipated the lovely cocktail inside them flesh bags. For these reasons one can imagine the multitude of problems that they caused. Apart from the actual danger of mortality these scorpions hindered trade and the welfare of villagers.
People lost access to clean water, chased out living spaces, and their livestock wandering into caves and being eaten hurt them more than being actually stabbed by one. There was no anti-venom for them. Not that it helped any, the potency of the venom gave victims less than a 5-minute window. In the desert 5 minutes was a very, very short time to seek medical help. That is of course the damage your body would already receive. There was one shinobi who had been stung in the arm. His quick actions to chop his arm off was what saved his life but a small sting from a young scorpion had left half the nerves in his body damaged. He would laugh about early retirement and getting to stay home and work from a desk but everyone saw he missed having a full body.
Normally the village would send out squads every mating season. Squashing the dangerous venom sacks while they are still in eggs. However, they still seemed to manage to grow up and become these scary stinging killers. Today was such a day. Shizuka was sent out alone to deal with these scorpion menaces.
Word Count: 462
These scorpions were a bit of a pest in the desert. While left alone they were perfectly fine, they had a habit of situating themselves in places which made them difficult to be left alone. Around caves, oasis, and roads frequented by merchants and villagers. It made sense, everyone wanted shelter from the cruel slave master, clean water to quench the never-ending thirst, and who didn’t want the occasional juicy merchant? Stab them a couple of times as they writhe in pain. The venom quickly melting their insides. Mandibles drooling as they anticipated the lovely cocktail inside them flesh bags. For these reasons one can imagine the multitude of problems that they caused. Apart from the actual danger of mortality these scorpions hindered trade and the welfare of villagers.
People lost access to clean water, chased out living spaces, and their livestock wandering into caves and being eaten hurt them more than being actually stabbed by one. There was no anti-venom for them. Not that it helped any, the potency of the venom gave victims less than a 5-minute window. In the desert 5 minutes was a very, very short time to seek medical help. That is of course the damage your body would already receive. There was one shinobi who had been stung in the arm. His quick actions to chop his arm off was what saved his life but a small sting from a young scorpion had left half the nerves in his body damaged. He would laugh about early retirement and getting to stay home and work from a desk but everyone saw he missed having a full body.
Normally the village would send out squads every mating season. Squashing the dangerous venom sacks while they are still in eggs. However, they still seemed to manage to grow up and become these scary stinging killers. Today was such a day. Shizuka was sent out alone to deal with these scorpion menaces.
Word Count: 462