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#1Mimir 

Farming Simulator [Quest] Empty Sat Apr 18, 2020 2:33 am

Mimir
Mimir once again stood fascinated by the Sevenese architecture that created the building in front of him. Pillars of rolling marble, adorned with magnificent curtains made from the finest of linen fell from the roof of the building. The building had an ancient feeling to it, but one could tell that it was made only a few years ago. He had been to the country of Seven once before and most of their buildings were beginning to wear down. Cracks appearing all along the marble most of their buildings were made from. He was mostly surprised that a Sevenese person had appeared in Fiore in past times and built this place. Now that he thought about it... They did have some sort of passion for theater.

Seven, like Isenberg was a region full of monsters and celestial beings. They prayed to their own gods. Mimir knew that their gods were real along with his. Of course the universe was full with many beings who possessed near infinite amounts of magical power. Sometimes he always came to questions himself. "Were the gods merely humans like himself who transcended to the plane of celestials. Were they humans who had gained a copious amount of ethernano? If so, could anyone perhaps come a god?"

Those were the few words that bounced around in his mind nearly every night. Even if he hadn't seen his gods before in physical form, he knew that they were real. Nearly all of his prayers had come true in the past. Especially the prayers to Odin in the midst of battle. Though, there was one time his prayers weren't answered. That time being the last he was in Isenberg. A smirk would appear on his lips. He stared at the theater in longing before realizing why he was at this place once again.

Hundreds of people flooded the doors to enter the building. A few days ago a man had recruited him to be in some sort of play that was going to be hosted in the theater. Now, Mimir wasn't one to go around playing dress up and acting like another man, but the rewards were beyond what he had hoped for. A hundred thousand jewels? Who wouldn't want that fair amount of change in their pockets. On the contrary, he was barely going to act. They were getting payed up front, so once the show began he could care less about the outcome. Of course he could just leave after getting the money, but what would be the fun in that?

WC: 428



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Farming Simulator [Quest] U7RSk5Z
#2Mimir 

Farming Simulator [Quest] Empty Sat Apr 18, 2020 2:34 am

Mimir
Beginning his ascent, Mimir would begin walking up the stairs to enter the theater. Within moments he would walk through the doors and find his way down many hallways, looking for the room he had been instructed to go to. The last time he was in this place he had killed a maiden in cold blood. He had been hired to reap her life away of course, plus she wasn't backing down. The only choice he had was to take her life away. "Shishishi..." laughed Mimir, as he rounded around the last corridor.

To his surprise, the hall was flooded with at least fifty people. All of them in garments from places he had never thought existed. "Attention everyone! Thank you all for coming. I assume you've read and studied over your lines for the play tonight. Your dressing rooms are awaiting you! We begin in an hour!" the man's voice from days before spoke among the crowd. Mimir didn't know what the hell he was talking about lines for. He didn't receive any when he accepted the job. Or did he? A vague memory would appear in his mind of the folded stack of papers the man had given him. He had through them in the trash seconds after the man disappeared from his view.

"Oops..." muttered the Icebergian. He would find his way to his dressing room. At least that was one of the things he mesmerized from the stack of papers. Once he found the dressing room, he would make his way inside of it. It was rather small, filled to the brim with many kinds of clothing. Costumes he assumed were for the play tonight, or the many plays that were to come up in the future. In the far right corner sat a simple dresser with a mirror and a single chair. Going towards them, Mimir would take a seat and quietly begin falling to sleep.

"We start in five!" screamed a voice. Mimir jolted awake so fast that he had fell from the chair. His legs had reacted as well and kicked the dresser in front of him, causing it to fall forward. With a bang, the mirror would shatter into millions of pieces. If Mimir was any other the small shards of glass would have pierced his body, carving it up even more. However, his skin was durable than most due to his magic. Grunting, he would make his way out of the door and see everyone dressed in the same costumes. He was the only one who stood out. Eyes would fall on him like the last piece of meat for a pack of wolves. A single hand would come to find its way in his hair.

In a single motion, everyone would begin walking in the direction towards the stage. Mimir not knowing what the hell he was suppose to do would also follow. Upon making it to the stage, the play would instantly start. He did his best to linger in the back as the others were acting. Unknowingly to him, he wasn't suppose to come out yet any way, so it was all in his favor. In the corner of his eye, he could see someone motioning their hand at him towards the stage. Mimir would take it as his cue to take it. Within moments he would appear on the stage. Silently, he would stare at the crowd and simply wave his hand.  

WC: 579
TWC: 1011
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