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On the tree hung the ugliest fairy picture Cayenne had ever seen in the whole of her bounty hunting life. That said a lot because she'd seen some ugly ones up for reward. Its wings were cracking and falling off. The fairy had turned a dark brown from the effect of the Malevolent taking over. It was similar to a disease for fairies. Only the Malevolent didn't attack unless provoked, which meant the fairy had to purposefully do something against nature like killing, torturing, and other wicked deeds. This mark was worth twenty gold coins. Enough money to set her baby sister up in a good place, with an actual roof.
Fairy's last known whereabouts: Nissa, an elven city not more than a day's walk from the bounty-posting tree. She'd head there and ask around, see if she couldn't drum up some clues to where this precious reward was hiding out.
Cayenne closed her eyes and willed her small body to blink to Nissa. Her feet elfing hurt from the traipse she'd already done on the last bounty for a mere one thousand coppers. She was too tired to walk anymore and willing to use a little magic to avoid those extra miles. She wanted a stiff drink and a good fuck before she started this job.
~From my current WIP 'A Hint of Cayenne'