Nobu Hates The 8th Day
A collection of short fragments from the life of Nobutoshi Mochizuki - and other assorted factoids. Part of a DnD5e campaign that went absolutely nowhere, unfortunately.
Author's Notes
Considering his monetary needs, Nobu decided to request some work after meeting up with Waryn and whoever else showed up.
No complications occur tonight.
Garrit (Wednesday) 17th of Yurial (June)
It seems Nobu’s request for a job was actually something they desperately needed. After meeting up with Waryn, Momo and Kushu- wow, they actually all showed up- Nobu had gone to the family and found they in fact had a really important package waiting to be moved. 200 GP up front, no questions asked? An eyebrow raised, but if Nobu didn’t do it, then someone else would pick it up.
It wasn’t even heavy, so the question was really why they’d need a dedicated runner, why they’d pay so much. But even with Nobu’s curiosity, he was focused on doing the job. Hoodie, gloves.. Mask. Hm, perhaps he should be getting a new one soon. Can’t use the same one for too long… No point worrying about it right now, though.
And so Nobu was off! Address was some office building.. Not too far away. Hm. It absolutely made no sense to him. This would be a, what, 40 GP job at most? Technically, a job like this shouldn’t be on his board.. He stepped out of the dark alley, noting nobody was close. Office building is right there. No guards or anything, no shady business.. Well, other than getting this package delivered at this time of day..
Note says.. Drop it in a bush with a string tied to it? O..kay..? Nobu looked around the building and.. Indeed, a bush with a string loosely tied into it. All the other ones were clean, so it seemed like that’s it. He looks if there’s anything else in there, but.. Nope, just. A bush. Odd client. He puts the package in between the branches, right underneath the string. Package delivered.
...And so, he left. He paused at the alleyway.. Looking back.. Hm, some movement at one of the windows of the office building. Place should be deserted, so that was likely the client then. But this all felt really off.. When Nobu returned to his home, he immediately got rid of his clothes and the mask. Made sure they weren’t traced back to him. This one just felt too weird. Too easy for that sort of payment. He’d get a new mask soon enough, no problem there.
But it just left him with a bad feeling of things to come..
Author's Notes
Garrit (Wednesday) 17th of Yurial (June):
Fortunately, the family had some work that I could do. I gained exactly 200 GP from that, so I'll take class tomorrow.