Monster Hunter nodded once and stood up and waved towards everyone. They reached the stage and turns to face everyone on the main floor.
“What the… now we have people wearing in strange clothing. Can we really trust someone if we have no idea what they look like?” Excalik tips his hat. “Very strange…”
Monster Hunter taps the mic once before speaking. “Greetings, I’m called the Monster Hunter by my kin in Garden Town. As Bronson said, there were reports of vicious monsters that attack our town constantly: Goblins. Creatures that have harbors no regards to human life—they steal, kill and pillage anything they can get their hands on. They are dumb, but they are fast learners. Teach them once, and they will be able to replicate by memory. They are cunning and use sneak tactics to get the drop on you. They are capable of wielding magic—although they are weak in that department, letting your guard down around such is not recommended. They will use any exploitive means to drag their filthy blade against your neck. Their most sought out prize is the Red Flowers that surrounds our town. Bronson and I comb through the area and killing any Goblins in sight. However, we found out that the area was infested with radiation, so we had to prepared protective gear to get closer, as we believe that there is a Mutant behind their attacks. We didn’t have much success of finding their locations, due to the world suddenly ending on that day, but with more people, we can scuff them out of their holes and kill every single last of them.”
Monster Hunter gripe onto the podium, nearly digging their fingers in the wood. “They have terrorized us for years despite my efforts to hunt them down. I could not save everyone that was taken nor killed by them. I hope… we put an end to them. Please, save my town from these vicious monsters, and I’ll be indebted to your cause.”
Silence turned his head slightly towards Monster Hunter after their speech. He know the feeling of helplessness against the monsters.
“What the… now we have people wearing in strange clothing. Can we really trust someone if we have no idea what they look like?” Excalik tips his hat. “Very strange…”
Monster Hunter taps the mic once before speaking. “Greetings, I’m called the Monster Hunter by my kin in Garden Town. As Bronson said, there were reports of vicious monsters that attack our town constantly: Goblins. Creatures that have harbors no regards to human life—they steal, kill and pillage anything they can get their hands on. They are dumb, but they are fast learners. Teach them once, and they will be able to replicate by memory. They are cunning and use sneak tactics to get the drop on you. They are capable of wielding magic—although they are weak in that department, letting your guard down around such is not recommended. They will use any exploitive means to drag their filthy blade against your neck. Their most sought out prize is the Red Flowers that surrounds our town. Bronson and I comb through the area and killing any Goblins in sight. However, we found out that the area was infested with radiation, so we had to prepared protective gear to get closer, as we believe that there is a Mutant behind their attacks. We didn’t have much success of finding their locations, due to the world suddenly ending on that day, but with more people, we can scuff them out of their holes and kill every single last of them.”
Monster Hunter gripe onto the podium, nearly digging their fingers in the wood. “They have terrorized us for years despite my efforts to hunt them down. I could not save everyone that was taken nor killed by them. I hope… we put an end to them. Please, save my town from these vicious monsters, and I’ll be indebted to your cause.”
Silence turned his head slightly towards Monster Hunter after their speech. He know the feeling of helplessness against the monsters.