Date: 8/25/1998 12:56 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Menlie
Jordan was working in the horse stalls at Andrew Forcer's ranch as he walked up to Andrew while he was grooming his horse, Berkely. He tapped Andrew on the shoulder giving him a tap on the shoulder. Andrew practically jumped out of his boots and turned around to face Jordan with a smile.
"Is time fer me pay, Sir."
Andrew looked down at him and nodded to the horse pasturer. Andrew reached into his coin pouch and pulled out 25 gold coins.
"This is for this week Jordan."
The 16 year-old nodded and sighed as he turned to leave. All of a sudden, Jordan turned around and spoke up to Andrew.
"Sir, would ya mind iffn I gone and git another job?"
Andrew looked to him smiling brightly.
"No, I think that would be a great idea, Jordan. What do ya plan on doin'?"
"Well, I 'ave a friend dat works in da labs where you work. Ya mait know 'im, 'is 'ame is Pap. 'e sayed dat he was gonna ask Rask an' Khorien if aie could werk der wit 'im."
Andrew's eyes widened as he knew what they were doing in that lab. Then he gave Jordan simple nod and spoke to him.
"Jordan, your very welcome to get another job. I just want to warn you that they do lots of harmful tests there and that it could be dangerous. Especially with what they test. I do though, wish you luck. If you'd like you may continue to stay in the guest house, or else you might want to move into the city and stay in the Inn or find an apartment there."
The teenager smiled to Andrew with a big grin and his eyes enlarged with his happiness and suddenly spoke to his employer with great pleasure.
"Oh, thank ya so mush, Sir. I'ill be movin' inta the Inn. I'ill keep on werkin' 'ere on Tuesdays thru Fridays, though."
Jordan smiled again and ran off into the fields jumping for joy. Jordan had always wanted to be a scientist, and a dueler, and now he could be both. For he was becoming a scientist for having to work with Rask and Khorien and his friend Pap in the lab. He was also becoming more like a dueler in that he was working with the famous Blue Opal. The teenager was so overjoyed that he went to his friend Pap and gave him the great news. Pap was so happy
that he gave Jordan more good news.
"Jordan, I've talked with Khorien and he approved you into the lab. He said that you may start working as soon as your ready. He said he'd pay you 30 gold a week. More than you get at Andrew's place!"
The two teens were so very happy that they were going to work together that they ran down the street and to their favorite path into the woods.
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(( Please excuse all gramatical errors. This SL is in continuation of the Blue Opal.
~Andrewmun...who also happens to be named Andrew ))
New Job (Blue Opal)
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Re: New Job (Blue Opal)
Date: 8/25/1998 3:32 PM Central Daylight Time
From: RDI Deuce
"We're paying him WHAT?!"
The old wizard was extremely displeased. Dark, shady eyes loomed heavily with the desire to rip the boy's throat out, curtailed only by the knowledge that he would be necessary for the continuation of the project. Making no attempt to hide his anger with the apprentice, Khorien growled, throwing a small fireball between the young man's feet.
"Now you listen to me, boy. That friend of yours is only working here because I need another set of hands doing the dirty work. You tell him that the pay is thirty silver, not thirty gold, and that he will not be touching my Opals until such time as he proves himself worthy of it. And you can add that the chances of that happening are in the range of zero! If you ever quote my words so incorrectly again, by Brackk, you had better be fleet of foot
to get away from me!"
Sulking and irritated, the old man shoved a list into Pap's hands. "Give this to your little friend, and see if he still wants to work here!" Without waiting for a response, he stormed off, more than a little surprised at his own self-control.
From: RDI Deuce
"We're paying him WHAT?!"
The old wizard was extremely displeased. Dark, shady eyes loomed heavily with the desire to rip the boy's throat out, curtailed only by the knowledge that he would be necessary for the continuation of the project. Making no attempt to hide his anger with the apprentice, Khorien growled, throwing a small fireball between the young man's feet.
"Now you listen to me, boy. That friend of yours is only working here because I need another set of hands doing the dirty work. You tell him that the pay is thirty silver, not thirty gold, and that he will not be touching my Opals until such time as he proves himself worthy of it. And you can add that the chances of that happening are in the range of zero! If you ever quote my words so incorrectly again, by Brackk, you had better be fleet of foot
to get away from me!"
Sulking and irritated, the old man shoved a list into Pap's hands. "Give this to your little friend, and see if he still wants to work here!" Without waiting for a response, he stormed off, more than a little surprised at his own self-control.
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New Job Collection (Blue Opal)
Date: 8/25/1998 7:58 PM Central Daylight Time
From: Menlie
Jordan was working in Andrew's horse barn that evening cleaning up the green icky grass that was stuck together in a big lump behind each horse in it's stall. The boy shoveled the green dung up and continued to toss it into an old rusty wheelbarrow. In fact the same wheelbarrow Andrew used as a child doing what Jordan was doing now.
As Jordan finished the third stall in the line of stalls, he took a look down noticing he had 5 left on this side, then the other 8 on the other side. The teen sighed and moved the wheelbarrow over to the next stall as he heard the barn door creak open. Jordan suddenly stopped what he was doing and got very scared, then slowly put down his shovel and climbed up the wood wall in the back of the horse stall and took a small peek over the top noticing
the barn door wide open but no one around. He jumped off the wooden wall and picked up his shovel just as he was tapped on the shoulder. Jordan jumped against the wall so frightened then turned around to see Pap. Jordan smiled to Pap just as Pap told him all that the Wizard, Khorien had told him. Jordan shrugged to Pap and spoke to him.
"Oh, do't worry 'bout it Pap. I's average. 30 Gold is a lot anywayz..."
Pap smiled to Jordan and then handed him a note from Khorien. Jordan took off his gloves and took a peek at the note that was addressed to him in fancy handwriting then looked up to Pap then back to the note reading it aloud.
"-Clean the bloody latrines.
-Fix the wounded, or carry off the dead.
-Find all the supplies you'll need to carry out your jobs; gather your own herbs, buy your own medicines, pay for your own healers, etc.
-Most importantly, if you have a problem, don't come whining to me with it.
-Mage Khorien"
Jordan looked to Pap with a dead look in his face. Pap shrugged and walked from behind the stalls waving a hand in front of his face trying to clear away the horrible smell and dashed out of the barn creating the door to slam shut. Jordan winced at the slam and stuffed the note in his pocket.
"Be'er git ta werk af'er dis..."
Jordan continued to clean the rest of the stalls as he wondered where he was going to get his herbs and such.
When Jordan was done with his work at the stalls, he made his way up the hill to Andrew's house and took hold of the bar connected to the snout of a male deer. "How Fancy!" Jordan thought. The boy lifted up the bar and dropped it letting a big crack ring throughout the house and his body. Suddenly he heard someone unlocking the door and it opened revealing Andrew's smiling face. Jordan looked up to the big man and gulped.
"Um...Sir, I got ma chores fer ma new job."
Jordan showed Andrew the letter he had gotten. Andrew looked at the letter with disgust on his face thinking this isn't exactly what he thought Jordan was going to be working on. Andrew handed the paper back to the boy and Jordan took it, speaking to him.
"Sir, I wanted to know if you have any herbs, or medicine, or anything on the list?"
Andrew took another quick look at the list and then looked back to Jordan.
"Well, I don't have bloody latrines, or wounds, or even dead people. But, I know someone who might have some of that stuff. It's Sarana's father. He gathers herbs and such, and he might be willing to sell ya some. Or maybe even give them to ya. You should go to their cottage and ask about it. Do you know how to get there?"
Jordan shook his head not knowing where anyone lived but Pap, Andrew, and himself. Andrew smiled and held out his hand making a pretend map of where Sara and her father lived. Jordan then gave Andrew his thanks and dashed off down the road and into town. He continued through Rhydin and found the route off on the side of the road into the forest and followed the path to Sarana's cottage while he absent-mindedly continued to look down at his hand
thinking there was a map on his hand. Jordan chuckled a bit and continued on through the forest. He looked ahead and saw Sarana's cottage and ran to the cottage stepping up to her door. Jordan found no deer head on the door and smiled knocking his callused knuckles against the door and stepping back a few feet.
From: Menlie
Jordan was working in Andrew's horse barn that evening cleaning up the green icky grass that was stuck together in a big lump behind each horse in it's stall. The boy shoveled the green dung up and continued to toss it into an old rusty wheelbarrow. In fact the same wheelbarrow Andrew used as a child doing what Jordan was doing now.
As Jordan finished the third stall in the line of stalls, he took a look down noticing he had 5 left on this side, then the other 8 on the other side. The teen sighed and moved the wheelbarrow over to the next stall as he heard the barn door creak open. Jordan suddenly stopped what he was doing and got very scared, then slowly put down his shovel and climbed up the wood wall in the back of the horse stall and took a small peek over the top noticing
the barn door wide open but no one around. He jumped off the wooden wall and picked up his shovel just as he was tapped on the shoulder. Jordan jumped against the wall so frightened then turned around to see Pap. Jordan smiled to Pap just as Pap told him all that the Wizard, Khorien had told him. Jordan shrugged to Pap and spoke to him.
"Oh, do't worry 'bout it Pap. I's average. 30 Gold is a lot anywayz..."
Pap smiled to Jordan and then handed him a note from Khorien. Jordan took off his gloves and took a peek at the note that was addressed to him in fancy handwriting then looked up to Pap then back to the note reading it aloud.
"-Clean the bloody latrines.
-Fix the wounded, or carry off the dead.
-Find all the supplies you'll need to carry out your jobs; gather your own herbs, buy your own medicines, pay for your own healers, etc.
-Most importantly, if you have a problem, don't come whining to me with it.
-Mage Khorien"
Jordan looked to Pap with a dead look in his face. Pap shrugged and walked from behind the stalls waving a hand in front of his face trying to clear away the horrible smell and dashed out of the barn creating the door to slam shut. Jordan winced at the slam and stuffed the note in his pocket.
"Be'er git ta werk af'er dis..."
Jordan continued to clean the rest of the stalls as he wondered where he was going to get his herbs and such.
When Jordan was done with his work at the stalls, he made his way up the hill to Andrew's house and took hold of the bar connected to the snout of a male deer. "How Fancy!" Jordan thought. The boy lifted up the bar and dropped it letting a big crack ring throughout the house and his body. Suddenly he heard someone unlocking the door and it opened revealing Andrew's smiling face. Jordan looked up to the big man and gulped.
"Um...Sir, I got ma chores fer ma new job."
Jordan showed Andrew the letter he had gotten. Andrew looked at the letter with disgust on his face thinking this isn't exactly what he thought Jordan was going to be working on. Andrew handed the paper back to the boy and Jordan took it, speaking to him.
"Sir, I wanted to know if you have any herbs, or medicine, or anything on the list?"
Andrew took another quick look at the list and then looked back to Jordan.
"Well, I don't have bloody latrines, or wounds, or even dead people. But, I know someone who might have some of that stuff. It's Sarana's father. He gathers herbs and such, and he might be willing to sell ya some. Or maybe even give them to ya. You should go to their cottage and ask about it. Do you know how to get there?"
Jordan shook his head not knowing where anyone lived but Pap, Andrew, and himself. Andrew smiled and held out his hand making a pretend map of where Sara and her father lived. Jordan then gave Andrew his thanks and dashed off down the road and into town. He continued through Rhydin and found the route off on the side of the road into the forest and followed the path to Sarana's cottage while he absent-mindedly continued to look down at his hand
thinking there was a map on his hand. Jordan chuckled a bit and continued on through the forest. He looked ahead and saw Sarana's cottage and ran to the cottage stepping up to her door. Jordan found no deer head on the door and smiled knocking his callused knuckles against the door and stepping back a few feet.
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Re: New Job Collection (Blue Opal)
Date: 8/25/1998 10:27 PM Central Daylight Time
From: IdySarana
A knock at the door draws Sara's attention from the sewing she had been working on. Prickin her finger with the needle, she walks to the door with a soft curse at herself. She opens the door to find a young boy, who looks as if he has been working hard all day.
Curiously she asks what she can do for the lad. He informs her that his name is Jordan and that Andrew sent him in hopes of obtaining some herbs or medicine. She can't help but smile upon hearing that Andrew would think of her father and his constant herb collecting. She invites the lad to come in and have a seat while she looks about for some things to help him out with.
She spends a long time searching through her fathers collection, trying to recall all that he had taught her about herbs. Finally, she gathers all that she can, snags a pen and paper and heads back the boy. One by one she hands Jordan the herbs, explaining to him what they are and how to use them. After each herb has been explained she takes a few moments and writes all the info out for him.
Jordan then explains that he is supposed to either collect the herbs himself or pay for them. Sara knowing that he father would be angery if he knew she charged the boy for the herbs, offers Jordan an opportunity to barter for the herbs.
"The fence around the garden out back needs paintin, and my father has little time to tend to it before the winter weather gets here. Iffn you are willing to paint it for me, then the herbs shall be your payment." She watches the boy intently as he thinks over the offer.
After a few long minutes the boy agrees to the trade. She then tells him to come by in the morning and she will have the paints that he will need. With that the young boy thanks her and bounds out of the cottage with the collections of herbs.
From: IdySarana
A knock at the door draws Sara's attention from the sewing she had been working on. Prickin her finger with the needle, she walks to the door with a soft curse at herself. She opens the door to find a young boy, who looks as if he has been working hard all day.
Curiously she asks what she can do for the lad. He informs her that his name is Jordan and that Andrew sent him in hopes of obtaining some herbs or medicine. She can't help but smile upon hearing that Andrew would think of her father and his constant herb collecting. She invites the lad to come in and have a seat while she looks about for some things to help him out with.
She spends a long time searching through her fathers collection, trying to recall all that he had taught her about herbs. Finally, she gathers all that she can, snags a pen and paper and heads back the boy. One by one she hands Jordan the herbs, explaining to him what they are and how to use them. After each herb has been explained she takes a few moments and writes all the info out for him.
Jordan then explains that he is supposed to either collect the herbs himself or pay for them. Sara knowing that he father would be angery if he knew she charged the boy for the herbs, offers Jordan an opportunity to barter for the herbs.
"The fence around the garden out back needs paintin, and my father has little time to tend to it before the winter weather gets here. Iffn you are willing to paint it for me, then the herbs shall be your payment." She watches the boy intently as he thinks over the offer.
After a few long minutes the boy agrees to the trade. She then tells him to come by in the morning and she will have the paints that he will need. With that the young boy thanks her and bounds out of the cottage with the collections of herbs.
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Re: New Job Collection (Blue Opal)
Date: 8/26/1998 12:40 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Kazakill
Having witnessed the events taking place at Andrews farm from behind a grove of trees, Kaz was extremly intrigued. "So, Andrews little helper is going to be working with the mages huh?" Kaz thought. "This knowlege may be of some use to me, if I ever hope to reach my goals. The first stage was foiled in ring, so I may have to do this out of the rings." Kaz chuckled maniacally as he rode away on his jet black horse, never stopping by andseeing Andrew as was his reson for being there. As he rode up to his small cabin on the outskirts of twon, he heard something in the bushes. As he quietly dismounted, the rustling in the bushes becoming slightly quieter. he crept around back, hoping to get a jump on whatever it is. Kaz slowly approches the bushes, jumping towoard them at the last moment. As he pulls them apart he sees a boy, in his teens marking something in the dirt and apparentlyspying on Kaz's home. Kaz starts to say something, but the boy makes a dash for it. Kaz would persue him, but in his armor, he would never catch the boy. As he turns toward his house he notices something. It appears that the boy left behind a small piece of paper, looking almost like a list, but too dirty and torn to be readable. Kaz pockets the paper and eneters his house, tired from a long day. (( I am giving permission for anyone in this SL to henceforth use any character I create except Kaz. Get my permission before writing any large parts for me. Other characters are used with permission. ))
From: Kazakill
Having witnessed the events taking place at Andrews farm from behind a grove of trees, Kaz was extremly intrigued. "So, Andrews little helper is going to be working with the mages huh?" Kaz thought. "This knowlege may be of some use to me, if I ever hope to reach my goals. The first stage was foiled in ring, so I may have to do this out of the rings." Kaz chuckled maniacally as he rode away on his jet black horse, never stopping by andseeing Andrew as was his reson for being there. As he rode up to his small cabin on the outskirts of twon, he heard something in the bushes. As he quietly dismounted, the rustling in the bushes becoming slightly quieter. he crept around back, hoping to get a jump on whatever it is. Kaz slowly approches the bushes, jumping towoard them at the last moment. As he pulls them apart he sees a boy, in his teens marking something in the dirt and apparentlyspying on Kaz's home. Kaz starts to say something, but the boy makes a dash for it. Kaz would persue him, but in his armor, he would never catch the boy. As he turns toward his house he notices something. It appears that the boy left behind a small piece of paper, looking almost like a list, but too dirty and torn to be readable. Kaz pockets the paper and eneters his house, tired from a long day. (( I am giving permission for anyone in this SL to henceforth use any character I create except Kaz. Get my permission before writing any large parts for me. Other characters are used with permission. ))