Snippet #2410417

In the back room of the library, Randolph was reading a book on Greek mythology. He'd been contacted about a job to capture a Nymph. He found this odd. He'd read up on them in the past, not enough to know much about them, though. But from all he read, there wasn't anything particularly special about them. He was, on the other hand, reading to see if they would have any trouble. A call came over his CB. "Alright. I've been reading up and I found a few things I should talk to you about, some questions to ask in person. But other than that it looks pretty straight forward." There was one thing that bothered him. Nymphs were said to be able to, "Animate nature." But nothing went into what the restrictions, if any, of that were. Could they bring dead animals or plants back to life? Was it restricted to the type of Nymph they were?

But his mind came back to the same question. Why does someone want one? What could someone do with a live Nymph? There was nothing concrete about anything they were useful for to anyone but themselves. And on top of it all, not only was someone hired to catch her, he was being paid to research anything they needed help with. Usually, he helped out for fun or to be helpful. Sometimes he did field work for himself, but he couldn't remember ever getting paid before. It bothered him.