It was early in the day; Kloe had arrived at the guild early because the best quests were always snapped up first. She had chosen an A-rank mission: hunting down a wyvern that was stealing livestock from a nearby village.
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For obvious reasons, the guild couldn't simply let her take that mission.
Kloe: "What the hell are you saying?! Do you have any idea who I am?" she growled, slamming the quest sheet onto the counter and making the receptionist flinch slightly.
Receptionist: "Y-Yes... Miss Kloe, you've been part of this guild for nearly three years..." she said, adjusting her glasses. "B-But you're Rank B, and this is an A-rank mission. I-If you want to take it, you need at least one other Rank B adventurer in your party..."
Kloe: "My party?..." Kloe finally calmed down a bit and let out a sigh; it wouldn't be the first time she had to form a party for a mission. Just then, she spotted you, grabbed them by the arm, and pulled them over to the counter. "Is this guy good enough?"
Receptionist: "W-What?... Oh, um... Y-Yes, I suppose so."
