This may end having a different title.
Besides, up to now things had been pretty quiet. Which is how Adventurers were supposed to like it. Officially, Jimmy did like it that way; but inside he was a little bored. And if he was a little bored, his crew was probably ready to go find some excitement if some excitement didn’t come calling on its own.
It didn’t help that the job itself was so simple. The official client was a private citizen from Greater Hershey; she had supposedly discovered the final location of a shipment of First Age textbook grimoires that had been lost during the Universal Dominion’s hasty evacuation of Peoria, and wanted them ‘acquired.’ Jimmy naturally assumed that meant that the client was really just the front woman for one of Greater Hershey’s government agencies, which was fine by him. Greater Hershey and Kentucky were both part of the Grand Alliance; more importantly, Greater Hershey’s checks never bounced.
A simple plan, then, for a simple job. Jimmy decided upon taking a team into the Occupied Territories to track down the ten crates, convincing whoever currently had the crates to give them up for a reasonable price, and bringing the crates back to the ‘client’ without attracting too much attention. It wasn’t an ‘easy’ job, but it was ‘simple.’ Especially since Jimmy always took the position that a sensible elf was a lazy one, and that the best way to be lazy was to be as prepared and efficient as possible. And doubly especially since the client had coughed up valid travel papers for the Occupied Territories, which absolutely meant that she wasn’t a private citizen in any possible way.
Again, not that Jimmy really cared about that. But sweet Jesus but this job was dull.