Apprenticeship Opportunity

[The King Of The Moon 7016]

Odd little creatures of bronze and leather hum across the lands of Arcas: clockwork dragonflies of sorts, automata. Each carries a flier, dutifully pinning such – often upside-down – outside of shop windows, on trees and the occasional sleeping person’s back. They read as follows:

=-=-=-Okay, Ed. I Want The Title To Say – Ed, Are You Listening? Hello? Yes, Alright. I Want The Title To Say ‘Apprentice Opportunity’, How Does That Sound? Maybe... ‘Help Wanted’? No, That Makes Me Sound Desperate. ‘Assistant Needed’? No, That’s Worse. Stick with ‘Apprenticeship Opportunity’, the ‘ship’ part really sells it. And, add some little squiggles at the start and end. You know, like they do on those Haelun’or leaflet -=-=-= Let’s see. Wait, no. You weren’t supposed to write the whole thing down you idiot, just ‘Apprenticeship Opportunity’. Stop writing everything I say, no! No! Ed, that’s all the expensive gold ink you useless machine, that’s it. I’m shutting you off and writing this thing myse

 

Opportunity For Apprenticeship
Apprenticeship Opportunity

 

Citizens of Arcas, I extend an invitation to a lucky individual amongst you! I am constructing a new laboratory and am in need of an assistant. Given the last boy mysteriously disappeared, and the Velian chap before that lost his mind, there is a vacancy!
Applicants will be expected to have a rudimentary knowledge of botany and literacy, accompanied by an eptitude aptitude for cooking, cleaning and speaking to people I don’t like for me – side note, if my future assistant is speaking to you on my behalf in the years to come, don’t take it the wrong way – on the day to day basis. In return I am willing to offer the lucky applicant bed and board in the coming lab, a ten percent share of all of its profits from said lab whilst in my employ, full medical care to the best of my abilities and – most importantly – training and education in fundamental, advanced and ancient alchemic practice to varying degrees respectively. Potential martial arts and medical trainining training might also be provided.

 

The ideal applicant should be:

Studious
Hardworking
Hygenic
Willing to travil travel
Discrete
Honourable
Dexterous
Handy with a crossbow
Not A Hose How-see Monkey Person

Not a Kharajyr
Not too short or too tall
Not have that weird condition where one eye is a different colour to the other
Someone with all four limbs
Not Bald
Obedient
Discrete
Healthy
Without dependants
Polite
Non-magical or willing to abandon such silliness in the pursuit of natural philosophy.
Discrete

Applicants must contact Doctor A. Beckett, presently roaming the wilds and urban scapes of the Llyrian Concord in person for interview.

 

 

 

 

[GDPR 014 48]

Elias tears a paper off a sleeping homeless man, lifting his brows. “What in...?”

[winterblood 11181]

Nemir narrows her eyes as she looked over the flier that had been placed onto her back while she wasn’t paying attention.  She folded it up and began searching for this peculiar Doctor.

[Gamma 812]

"Frank got replaced real fast, huh?" an elfess mutters as she skimmed through the paper.

[Mavromino 514]

Vincent pulls the note off his back with a nod as he slowly begins to crawl out of the alley in Ves.

[IsaaKc 1240]

“wow i wana be a aprentice” sayd jude.

[ScreamingDingo 20568]

A bald man grumbles at the notice

[Enlightenment 2300]

Vittore looks at this, thinking he might be able to make the good doctor some very nice pasta.

[Jentos 9425]

A sullen gaze looked over the notice, his very eyes, dim and green longed over the writings of the doctor. A frigid air of peace lived within the young man; so much it was frightening. Sand dotted his unwashed hair and lice danced within it. 

[osumanduas 1442]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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