Tales of The Hunt(Monster Hunter Roleplay)[Open]

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    "This world is an unforgiving one. One where even the mightiest of men are brought to their knees at a single blow." The old chief, his voice enriched by age and his eyes brandishing the twinkle given by the knowledge of centuries long past, began his tale with the simple piece of wisdom.


    The chronicler quickly jotted down the old man's words and the eager villagers waited around the massive fire in the center of the village for the story.


    "For centuries, monsters terrorized humanity. They destroyed our homes and farms, killed our people and livestock, and forced us to live in fear. But there were some who would not stand for it. These men and women took up arms against the vile beasts and drove them back one wyvern at a time!" The man paused for a moment to let his words sink in and to let the chronicler write them down on his massive scroll.


    "These men and women were named heroes and became the first Monster Hunters! As they fought, more joined them until hundreds of Hunters killed beast after beast each day. Over time, they formed the Hunters' Guild, and many year after that, monster hunting became an official job, not just a dangerous lifestyle chosen by the brave and strong. Today, monster hunting is one of the most important jobs there is. Everything from farming to fishing is affected by the monsters in the area, and it is the Hunters who keep them under control."


    The chief could see some of his people were losing interest in his tale. Everyone knew what a monster hunter was. But not everyone knew these particular monster hunters...


    "Long before many of you were born, a mere handful of exceptionally bold Hunters embarked on a revolutionary quest to protect these lands. This became known simply as The Hunt."


    The elderly man smiled as he saw the villagers' faces light up with interest.


    "It all began in Port Tanzia, when a few new Hunters were first invited to try out for the Guild..."

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    Name: Elfeed


    Age: 17


    Gender: Male


    Appearance: Almost six feet tall, has a small scar along the left side of his jaw line, red eyes, and red hair. Slightly muscular, and a bit stocky, his skin has a light pink tinge.


    Weapon class: BladeMaster


    Weapon: Lance


    Personality: He loves Loves explosions, hunting, and hearing bodies drop. He hunts with a passion, and plans to kill anything anyone is willing to pay for. Despises unprofitable bounties.


    History/Reason for hunting: Hailing from the Misty Peaks, Elfeed was given an invitation by the hunting guild because of his achievement of defending a local village from a rathian.


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    Naelis marched down the loading ramp of the trading ship Argos and into Port Tanzia. He'd been here once or twice during his career as a minor-league hunter and during hunts with his now-retired father, so he knew his way around well enough.
    Down the busy lane and to the right was the massive forge, where the Master Blacksmith and his apprentices crafted weapons and armor for even the mightiest hunters. Naelis' own youngest brother had signed on with the old Wyverian when he was just a young boy. Naelis smiled as he remembered his brother's final days of testing under the guidance of the Blacksmith before he was branded a skilled blacksmith himself and opened his own shop somewhere far away.


    "Oi! Greenhorn!" Cried an established hunter clad in jade barroth armor, "Welcome to Tanzia! See you on the field!" The man waved as he continued on his way. All about the lane, hunters and traders were making deals and exchanging tips and advice with one another.


    "Just like I remember. It's good to be back." Naelis grinned as he made is way down the lane towards the archway that marked the plaza. It was there that the Guildmaster head set up his headquarters, and where new hunters registered and tried out for the Guild hunts and arena matches.

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    Elfeed walked down the ramp, the ship he was traveling on was docking, and was about to begin trading resources with the local blacksmiths and hunters. Elfeed took a deep breath in, the salty air, the smell of adventure, he knew that this was definitely it, "Well, at least dad's description was accurate... Sweaty hunters, old beer and dung bombs... Great, flippin' great."
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    Elfeed looked down at the letter that his father gave him before he left, he was forgetful at times, so this was probably a good move on his dad's part... Elfeed looked down and saw that he was supposed to meet up with someone called the guild master... Elfeed was still a bit new to hunting, and he'd never been to port Tanzia before. He walked up to a wyverian who sat in front of a large gong. "Excuse me sir?" The wyverian turned his attention to him, "Hmm?" Elfeed asked humbly, "Where's the guildmaster?" The wyverian laughed, "I ish the guildmashter kid!" the wyverian laughed, with a few hiccups interrupting him. Elfeed smiled a bit, "Oh!" The hearty wyverian laughed, "Dud ya want to shign up?" Elfeed replied, "I did actual--" he was interrupted by a random whee coming from the guildmaster, he spun off of the counter and down into the floor below. A brunette guildie took the guild master's place quickly, "Pardon him, he drinks too much..." Elfeed rubbed the back of his head, "Er, anyways, I bagged that plesioth like you guys wanted." The guildie slapped her hands together, "Excellent! Now where's the bag of monster parts?" Elfeed pointed back into a cage on a ship, "I decided to capture it." the guildie remarked at this, "Wow, everybody usually hates capturing monsters..." Elfeed crossed his arms, "I just prefer it to slaying because of the better reward haul." The guildie shrugged, "Alright, we just need you to sign here, here and here... And you're done!"

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    "Excuse me, sir? Is this where I sign up to join the Guild?" Naelis asked a short man with a tall hat and an even taller flagon.


    "That's *hic* right! Thishere ish the *hic* headquerters of the uh *hic* the Hunter's Guild. *hic* Yeah." The man said in a drunken stupor.


    "Oh! Erm... You'll have to pardon the Guildmaster. He's a bit of a heavy drinker. What can I do for you, good hunter?" A young blonde girl in the(rather showy) guild uniform asked from behind the large counter that doubled as a desk- and apparently as a table and a bed for the Guildmaster.


    She must be one of those "Guildies" the other hunters are wild about. Naelis thought.


    "Thanks. Uh, I received this letter from the Guildmaster some time ago. I was told to bring it here after I had obtained proof that I killed a Rathalos. And, well, here it is." Naelis handed the girl the letter as well as a brown sack.


    "You took down a Rathalos? Nice going! I'll take that and we'll see what you've earned!" The blonde girl said, her voice excited and happy. He read the letter quietly for a moment, commenting with a few "wow"s and "hrm"s before she checked the sack. Immediately, the girl closed it back up and threw it head back.


    "EWWWWWW!!!! Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew!!!! EW! What the heck are those?!" She exclaimed, tossing the bag onto the counter and hopping up and down while flapping her hands at neck level. Because he'd been watching her hands, Naelis couldn't help but notice the amount of... erm.... um... coughcleavagecough, the young girl boasted. He was beginning to understand the type of man the Guildmaster was.


    "Rathalos eyes. They were the only thing I didn't use for gear." Naelis said, bringing his gaze back to meet the girl's.


    "That's totally gross, you know." She huffed, crossing her arms, "But I guess that's proof enough that you killed a Rath'los. What's your name?"


    "Naelis."


    "Your whole name, please. The letter says you get entry into the Guild if you complete your assignment." The blonde Guildie said blandly.


    "Naelis Rorrwricksted." He spoke equally blandly.


    "I'm not even going to try spelling that out. Sign here and you're in." The girl laughed, sliding a piece of paper and a quill towards the new hunter.


    Silently, he took up the quill and signed his name on the document before he handed both back to her and curtly said goodbye. He then turned to the famed Tanzia Chef's kitchen. He could go for some ale right about now.

    Elfeed turned his attention to the famous Tanzia Kitchen, he drooled slightly from smelling roasting meat... Elfeed plopped himself on one of the stools in front of the kitchen counter, a felyne dropped a menu in front of him. He ordered a fried king turkey, and steamed queen shrimp. He looked over to see Naelis sitting down and ordering a mug of ale. "Greetings." Elfeed said.

    "Afternoon." Naelis said simply before taking a long swig of his ale. He set the broad flagon on the table and literally tore into his meat until only the center bone remained. He then downed the rest of the flagon's contents in one long swig before exhaling in satisfaction and wiping his face on his sleeve.


    "What's your story, friend?" He asked, tired of the slightly uncomfortable silence between himself and the man next to him.

    Elfeed sighed, "Well, I'm here mainly because my dad wanted me to carry on the family legacy. I'm just here because i want to drink, and kill stuff." Elfeed took a huge gulp of the Beer he ordered. "Anyways, what's up with you?" he said while wiping his mouth off.

    "My entire family bloodline, from my father to his great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather and all their children, consists of Monster Hunters. I'm carrying on the family occupation." Naelis said plainly. He always toned down the fact of his lineage. He wasn't ashamed of it, but he didn't want people to think he was all puffed up and self-righteous because of it.


    He hit his chest with his fist and let out a deep belch before thanking the chef and standing up. It was no surprise that the kitchen had become so famous, he felt great! In fact, he felt so empowered by the rich food that he couldn't resist flexing, which earned him a few annoyed glances from a group of huntresses at a nearby table.


    He headed off to the Quest Board, a massive wooden plaque upon which hundreds of missions of varying difficulties were posted each day, and began to look at the HR 1 quests.


    "Let's see here... Qurupeco... Qurupeco... Capture of qurupeco... Wow. These people have some serious qurupeco problems..." Naelis mumbled to himself as he read the hunts. He, like almost every hunter, hated the qurupeco with a burning passion.


    "A great Jaggi... This one looks interesting: Capture a Barroth. Let's look at the requirements... Extremely dangerous, bring cool drinks, blah blah blah..." Naelis read quietly to himself before tearing the piece of paper off the Quest Board. He rolled it up and stuff it in his shirt pocket as he headed back to the Argos to get his stuff.


    A few minutes later he had unloaded all of the gear and equipment he'd brought with him and set it all under one of the hundreds of canvas shelters provided for free by the Guild. All he had to do was show the security guard the Guildmaster's seal and he was home free.


    "Okay, so a barroth... What should I bring? Definitely my Ludroth Pair+ for this one. And a slightly heavier suit of armor..." He spoke as he rummaged through his large equipment chest. He pulled out the two slicers made of Royal Ludroth parts and set them aside.


    "I'll take my jaggi armor. The smith back home did a good job reinforcing it with those armor spheres I dug up." Naelis commented as he began to suit up.

    Elfeed sat up and went to the port, where his father had sent him some of the armor he had started out with when he first started hunting, he sighed, "Now where is it..." Elfeed pulled out the rathian armor and the uragaan lance his father sent him. He put the gear on, it felt surprisingly lightweight. Elfeed walked back into the tavern, and eyed the quest board, "Well... These certainly look interesting... Barroth, quropeco, quropeco, capture a qurupeco, uragaan, agnaktor... Let's go with the uragaan." Elfeed tore the slip of paper off of the board, he walked over to the ship and he was on his way to the volcano...


    As soon as Elfeed arrived, he noticed the intense heat. He walked along the shoreline and to his horror was immediately confronted with the fierce wyvern. "Oh crap..." the uragaan roared and Elfeed was forced to cover his ears, the uragaan rolled out, and Elfeed side stepped the roll. To his chagrin, he wasn't prepared for it to make an immediate u-turn and attempt to hit him. Elfeed felt the full force of the blow and felt his body hit the ground. He pulled himself up and saw the Uragaan prepare to slam its chin on the ground. Elfeed pulled out his shield and felt the wyvern strike it full force, Elfeed was launched back a bit, but he was able to stand stalwart. He thrusted his lance at the uragaan and heard a pained groan erupt from the creature as he saw the lance hit him in the eye. The creature was on the ground struggling to get up, Elfeed took this opportunity to stab its weak spot. He jabbed at its underbelly and heard the gruesome sound of blood splattering. Elfeed saw the creature squirm onto its feet and dig into the ground, Elfeed couldn't see where the creature went, and was met with the full force of another roll out by the great wyvern. He struggled onto his feet and pulled out a mega potion, but was halted by being launched into the air by a massive tail swipe. Elfeed grabbed his potion and chugged it quickly, and watched as his wounds were healed. Elfeed cracked his neck, the uragaan readied itself for another roll out, Elfeed prepared his lance, the uragaan rolled towards him, as soon as its mineral hardened hide met Elfeed's lance, the battle was decided, with the crack of hardened earth. Elfeed looked up to see the wyvern in pain over losing its shell. Elfeed impaled the creature in the side of its neck with his lance, and watched it's lifeless body twitch. Elfeed sighed, "Well, that's one job down... Now I just need to get out of here..." Elfeed headed back to the port, and awaited for his next job...

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    Naelis dove out of the way of a blob of mud flung from the barroth's hide. He'd been fighting this thing for more than twenty minutes now! It had fled twice, attempted to eat once, and rolled in the mud three times by now. But it was wearing down, tiring out. The brute wyvern's mouth hung open and a steady stream of drool fell from its mouth. Its thick hide had been sliced, stabbed, and torn in many places and its clubbed tail had been severed.


    Naelis charged again, rolling under a swipe of the monster's tail and coming up with a spinning slice on the back of its legs. He landed, turned around, and quickly unleashed a flurry of water-blasting attacks that blew flesh and blood aside with each strike. At the fourth part of his speedy combo, there was a significant snap! and the beast roared as its right leg collapsed beneath it.


    Naelis saw his chance and took it, chugging an energy drink before activating his "Demon Mode", a strange ability unique to users of Duel Swords that somehow increased the user's strength and speed. The blades of his two slicers glowed a sickening red as they tore through the barroth's thick hide and left deep gashes in its gut. The monster roared and struggled in vain to get up before Naelis ran his blades directly into its chest, on a clear path to its heart, and the beast fell limp and silent.


    The hunt was a success. Naelis pulled his slicers out of the body and cleaned the blood off them before sheathing them on his back. He pulled out his massive hunting knife(this one is by far smaller than the ones seen in the games) and began to carve as much as he could carry from the beast. Several large chunks of hide, a few mud pats, the tail and some of the hardened ridges from its back were as much a he could get.

    He headed back to camp with his loot and the wyverian there gave him a few commodities for some useless wyvern tears before he prepared for the journey back.

    Elfeed looked over to see another hunter, who appeared to receive various resources for turning in a few wyvern tears. Elfeed decided his lance could use a little upgrade. He over to the wyverian artisan and said, "Hey, can you upgrade my Uragaan lance?" the artisan replied, "it'll cost 7000z to upgrade it, and I'll need these items." the artisan held up a list of monster parts, all of which Elfeed thankfully had on hand. Elfeed plopped the pile of monster parts on the counter, and the artisan grabbed them all and hefted them over to a nearby anvil. He threw them down and slammed his hammer nonsensically about the anvil until the lance was somehow made better... Elfeed didn't question it, and handed the artisan his money. "Pleasure doing business with ya!" the wyverian said. Elfeed grinned and replied, "You too!" Elfeed ran off towards the job board, he looked at a few of the jobs left, the uragaan was pretty easy, so Elfeed decided to move up to an agnaktor. He ripped the page off the board, and looked at the reward money, "12000z... Seems legit."

    "Taking on an Agnaktor, eh?" Naelis remarked, walking over to the other hunter. "Want some help with that? A three-man hunting party just got back from that hunt. It didn't go well. I'm pretty one of them is going to be forced to hang his hat." Naelis nodded towards a group of three men huddled around a table at the kitchen. All were visibly exhausted and were covered in gruesome cuts and horrific burns. One man was on a crutch, and his left leg was twisted and mangled beyond repair.


    "We'll split all the resources and zenny fifty-fifty. What do you say?" Naelis held his hand out to the hunter. He had been looking for a good hunter to take this beast on, but he had yet to find any until this guy got back from that Uragaan hunt. The dude was tired, yeah, but he was hardly scratched and already shooting for an Agnaktor. That was the kind of hunter Naelis needed.

    Elfeed wondered to himself for a moment, then he extended his hand to meet Naelis', he saw over Naelis' shoulder, the charred and deformed leg of one hunter, "I er, I'm not sure anymore actually..." he said while rubbing his arm a bit.

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    "I'll keep that in mind." Naelis chuckled darkly before showing the blonde guildie the piece of paper with info on the quest on it. "This one is mine and Elfeed's." He said bluntly.


    The girl, now feeling strangely shy around the tall, dark hunter, nodded slightly as she took up the paper and logged the info in her massive logbook.


    "Alright, Elfeed. The ship leaves in an hour. There's a 'los hunt in the area, too, so steer clear of the full hunting party while we're out there."


    With that, Naelis turned around and bought another pint of beer- which he downed quickly, before heading to the docks where his gear was currently stored.

    Elfeed nodded nervously, and chuckled a bit, "Alrighty then. What do you wanna do in the meantime?" he said while following Naelis around.

    "I'm going to pack for the hunt. Agnaktors are tricky, so I'm bringing bombs and traps aplenty." Naelis said plainly, he wasn't big on conversation at the moment, "And then I'm going to take a nap."


    When he got to his tent he took his jaggi armor off piece by piece and placed it all in one of the chests. He replaced the armor with a pair of rathalos greaves, rathalos vambraces, niblesnarf mail, an ingot coil, and an upgraded niblesnarf helmet.