Paper's, please

Nermeria chuckled as she dismissed the maids for the morning, both none the wiser at the fact that she had been working with them two days prior. Really, as weird as having to turn a belly piercing to shift things around might be, things were good. Better then good. Nermeria finished her morning off by reading over one of the spell scrolls, finally able to decipher its contents to form the spell.

New Spell Learned!:

Lovely Lantern - Cast this spell to have a lantern as a companion. Will provide light until unsummoned.

Hmm. Not the most useful spell, but conjuring was a weak spot for Nermeria, so it always helped to learn more. Regardless, the more things under her tool belt, the better. Heading out from her home and towards the market, she satisfied her grumbling stomach with a turkey leg and a bit of wine. She spotted the guard who had **** a kiss on her yesterday, but she said nothing, thinking it better to perhaps let sleeping dogs lie. Besides, he was a dumb AI, not an actual person.

Full of food and stretching her limbs, Nermeria explored a bit of the city, letting her self be taken in by romantic dreams of wealth and future schemes. Eventually, she tired of that and decided to investigate some leads inside the city.

For one, the bank of neighborhood. What were it's defenses like? What about it's actual wealth? Nipping home for a quick change of class and clothes, Nermeria walked into the small branch unassumingly, trying not to draw a bit of attention to herself. The teller noticed her, and beckoned her over.

"Deposit or withdrawal?" The woman asked.

"Um. Neither. I'd like to apply for a job her-...." Nermeria said, finding herself cut off.

"2nd floor, 3rd door on the left. Next." The woman said just as robotically, and Nermeria nodded, heading to those directions. She reached a small corporate office, one that looked a bit out of place in a medieval setting. Another woman sat at a desk, smiling at Nermeria as she walked in.

"Here to apply for work?" The woman asked with a sweet voice.

"Yes. Uh, I'm a clerk by trade, but..." Nermeria said, trying to explain her cover story.

"Yes, yes of course dear. Work papers?" The woman asked.

"Work papers? I don't..." Nermeria replied.

"No work papers, no work. Sorry dear, King's law." She replied, shrugging her shoulders.

"Where can I get work papers?" Nermeria asked, but the woman tensed up and repeated the same phrase as before. Damnit. There seemed to be a limit to the AI and how it could deal with things off the beaten path. Leaving the bank with a sigh of annoyance, Nermeria nearly gave up. Until she saw that guard she so often encountered, wandering the streets looking bored.

"Mr. Guard-man, might you know where I can get work papers?" Nermeria asked with her most pitiful voice. The AI bought it hook, line and sinker.

"Rosey, my dear, I can take you to Chief Magistrate's Branch Office right now! Every citizens duty to have work papers, after all." He said, escorting her to that exact location. A nondescript looking building, Nermeria was worried she was going to be glitched out of the game when the door open and a void briefly popped up. Assets rushed in to fill the empty space, and she soon found herself with the guard and an old man with parchment.

She filled out the bubbles. Age, Name, Marriage status, Experience, etc. etc. Nermeria noticed the guard peak over her shoulder a few times, but whether that was to get a shot down the low-cut dress or to see what she wrote wasn't clear. Finished with that, she felt assured that'd she'd be able to move forward with her plan of sacking the bank when the old man asked for her hand.

Dip it into ink, he slowly got each fingerprint on two pieces of paper, on she kept, the other he kept. Nermeria cursed under her breath, hoping the fingerprint meant nothing and was not tracked. Providing her a basin to clean her hands off, the man dismissed her and Nermeria was now a proud owner of a NPCs work-papers.

The guard, named Simon, did not so eagerly leave her side, asking her again to lunch. Cautious after the night before, she consented and grabbed some grub with him, slowly realizing the AI's inability to express attraction besides for crude statements and gestures. He seemed to learn after Nermeria moved to the other side of the table, and ate peacefully.

"A maid and a tavern wench is no job for a woman as beautiful as though are! Might you consider other employment, dear Rosey?" He asked, sitting back in the chair.

"Um, I'm quite alright with where I'm at." She replied, ready for the lunch to be over. Even as she stood up and began to leave, he followed her out.

"Ah, but progress my girl, progress! Please, let me help you find a better job for such a beautiful lass." He said.

"Maybe some other time." She replied.

"An acceptable change of plans! Tomorrow morn' I will spend my day off to help a young lady in need." He said as they reached her home. Nermeria, ready to slam the door in his face and flee from the whole situation, muttered a 'Ok, sure.' to him and left.

He did not attempt for a kiss, but helped her enter the home and then left. Happy to be free of the man, Nermeria sat on her bed and contemplated the days events. Reaching down to leave her NPC disguise, she realized the belly ring was not there! Quickly she opened up her GUI, and sighed in relief.

New Quest(s) Added:

Finding Love - Your continued adventures with Simon the guard have definitely left a mark on the man. He will peruse you, but the true question is: will you be the Juliet to his Romeo?

Sub-Quest of 'Finding Love' - Job Search: Simon has asked to help you find a job in the morning. Just what will you two do on the job search?

Item Level Transformation(s):

Belly Piercing of Masking (Lvl. 2 of ??) --> Nipple Piercings of Masking (Lvl. 3 of ??)

New Item Description:

Due to your continued use of the ankle bracelet, then belly piercing and now nipple piercing's of masking, it has been upgraded and grown in its abilities! Instead of needing to remove the bracelet, or twist the gemstone, tweak the respective nipple to adjust whether it is on or off. Left for 'on', right for 'off'. (Note: Must be nude to switch to fully off).

This piercing allows a player to hide and/or modify their player status, Major/Minor Classes, stats, buffs, and debuffs; alongside allowing one to give themselves false stats in a majority categories (you will not pass skill checks with these fake stats, you merely have the appearance of them). To change configuration, turn off then on again. Not removable without Minor Class: Piercer & Minor Class: Surgeon or Surgery skill >= 90.

Stripping naked in front of her mirror, Nermeria laughed at the continued perversion of the developers and their childishness. It was more funny then anger inducing, truth be told, and Nermeria was very amused at having flick one nipple to leave her disguise.

This game was the gift that kept on giving, it seemed. Nermeria had a busy night of reading, plotting, and figuring out just how she would go about robbing the bank, if it were possible. Most likely, she'd have to flee down for a bit, lie low, that sort of thing. She had camps to hide out in, little hovels spread throughout the hamlets of the world which would give her cover.

As she fell asleep, she forgot her promise to the guard at all, merely passing out once she'd finished pouring over an old map which promised treasure. Tomorrow's journey, it seemed.

Prepared in the morning for a busy day, she was prepared to head out, and opened the door in her NPC outfit. First thing she'd do would be head to the bank and get that job, scope the place out and....

In front of her was the guard she encountered, and the moment from yesterday hit her. Damnit. The stupid AI remembered!!! He spoke up.

"Rosey! You're dressed perfect for a job search!"

Internally she groaned, and contemplated her course of action.