"500 Gold Dragons for a simple Imp hunt?" Valyria muttered to herself as her eyes scanned over the contract posted on the wooden board outside the small village of Hestle. It was the first town she had come across in some time.
'I could use the easy money...' the young nineteen-year-old woman thought to herself, feeling how empty her coin purse was getting. She pulled the contract and made her way to the indicated point of contact, the village chief, to reserve it.
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"Hmmm... Not to sound offensive or anything, but pretty strong warriors and the like tried taking on this contract and failed..." the Hestle village chief, Illari Kircland, expressed his doubt to the girl standing in his doorway.
Val had knocked on his door and told him that she was going to take on the contract and wanted a few more details. The village chief barely believed that she was a licensed adventurer.
"Strong warriors chased off by a bunch of imps? You got scammed is what" Val said, somewhat irritated by the man's doubt in her, "I guarantee you that I'm the real deal. I may be new, but I promise you, I'm a fully-fledged Dragon Knight from the Temple of Altinan." she said, hoping to make the chief more confident about her abilities.
Illari did not believe the girl. She looked fairly ridiculous with a sword as tall as her sheathed in a scabbard on her back, along with how she was dressed, heels, black tights, dark grey short shorts, a leather corset that made her perfect c-cup tits pop in her white blouse, all topped with a grey jacket that she left open. The old chief would have rather have the girl suck his cock than go off and fight some imps.
"Hello?" Val said, getting impatient and sick of the way the old village chief was gawking at her. Val knew how ridiculous and a little slutty she looked, but she didn't care. The traditional dragon knight's outfit consisted of thicker leather jerkins and some metal plating, but Val opted for a non-traditional approach that aided in her style of fighting. Nimble but with a lot of power. A glass cannon almost.
She actually usually enjoyed the way men looked at her, gawking at her, lusting for her. She knew she was pretty, and that she had a great tight body as well. She also knew that the intense training and blessing she had received at the Temple Alti-Nan would make it a fatal mistake for any man to try anything.
"Uh..." the old chief muttered, stunned at the sight of the girl pulling the long thin sword from it's sheath on her back with relative ease. Before he could say anything, she took the sword and drove it in the ground between them. At that moment, any idea of doing something shady or forcing himself onto the girl left the chief's mind.
"Don't believe me? Try to lift this." Val challenged the chief. To humor the girl, the chief tried.
"Oh great Beado!" the chief strained hard, muttering his god's name in vain. "Hah...well I guess... You've earned your shot..." the chief relented, the girl having successfully instilled confidence for her abilities in him.
"Thank you." Val said as she pulled the sword out from ground with ease, giving a little flourish before sliding it back into its scabbard.
"I'll reserve it for a week." Illari said, taking the contract from her to hold on to.
"Won't need that long." Val said with a cocky smile before walking away. The chief didn't care, he just enjoyed watching the girl's nice round ass as she walked away. Eager to really start her journey, away from her overbearing hometown and away from the stuffy Temple.
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The contract was simple. To track where the Imps were coming from deep in the untamed forests and to chase them away from their camp so that they would stop bothering the village. There was a bonus for bringing the Imp chief's head. The Imp chief was known to the village as "Bastad Ben", infamous for terrorizing and stealing the crops of the poor farmer.
These particular imps were known as Shack Imps in the Adventurer's Encyclopedia due to their preference to build crude shack like structures for their camps. They also had a penchant for using tools beyond simple weapons. The Shack Imps were noted to be much smarter than other types of Imps, smart enough to understand and, albeit broken, speak the common tongue.
All these facts did not dissuade the young dragon knight, she was confident in her own skills and abilities. She had slain and taken down monsters much tougher than some imps.
Tracking the Imps was easy. Val had just waited by a spot that was infamous for merchant wagons being ambushed by imps, waited for a wagon to get ambushed, easily fought the imps off and followed the ones that she let live and ran away.
When Val finally came upon the camp, she kept about 800 meters away and, in the shadows, and observed it for a bit. She knew she was much deeper in the untamed forest than what was noted on the contract. She also found that the estimated of 30 imps was wrong as well since she was observing at least 60 imps. The most deceiving thing about the posted contract was that it didn't describe "Bastad Ben" very well other than that he had two horns. It did not describe him to be much larger than the other imps at about 7 feet tall and fat it towered over the imps even while sitting in a makeshift throne. It was not hard for the adventurer to spot.
Valyria wasn't scared by any means, but she also knew that taking on over 60 imps wasn't practical. Lucky for her, the Temple's boring monster knowledge lectures were informative, and she remembered that Imp chiefs will respect the notion of a one-on-one challenge from not only other imps but from other creatures as well.
"Guess you're going down first, big guy." Val said under her breath while moving out of the brush she was hiding in. The girl that brazenly and cockily walked towards the Shack Imps, making a beeline for the large imp chief, Bastad Ben.
"Keee! Kee! Girl! Girl! Hurt me. Hurt friends" The imp that Val had beaten and followed all the way back to the camp noticed the girl walking towards them and alerted his fellow imps. Val ignored the hisses and stares of all the imps, she was razor focused on the chief imp.
"BASTAD BEN!" Val yelled out, pointing at him. "I challenge you!" she added, giving him a thumbs down.
"Keee! Me! Bastad Ben! Big Chief! Who girl!?" The large beast roared back.
"Girl is Valyria. Dragon Knight of Atilnan." Val replied proudly.
"Bastad Ben accept!" The imp chief grinned, slowly standing up from his throne. It had been a while since he had been challenged, and he always enjoyed raping human girls. This was not the first time a cocky adventurer girl had challenged him. Bastad Ben walked towards his challenger while staring down the other imps, they all understood not to interrupt the fight.
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It was barely a fight.
