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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 6:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 10:48 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 1:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 3:29 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 10:04 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 5:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 12:53 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 10:55 am
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As one of the hunter's in the party approached him, Klarth was elsewhere in his mind, re-thinking some of the missions he had been on in tandem as an apprentice hunter, the elimination hunts of some of the smaller predators that infested the area, the ones that required him and the other hunter to go to every moss infested area in the locale and search for mushrooms on their hands and knees, he remembered Jasmine hated those missions and usually sent him out alone while she looked for whatever large monsters that nested there, one time a bleeding and angry Rathalos which she had heavily wounded retreated to the same area he was gathering the last of the needed herbs and decided that he was a threat!
luckily for him after a few minutes of panicky defensive, running and diving later Jasmine showed up angrier than he had seen her before shouting something about the Wyvern being a "big scaled chicken" and knocked it out with a blow of her Heavy Anvil Hammer.
He was slowly pulled out of his trance of memory by Aura who had poked him a few times in the ribs as he seemed to not have registered that she was talking to him.
"Oh um...thanks for that." he replied at a fluster. "Sometimes I get caught thinking about some other hunts I was on to prepare myself for the one I'm about to go on, I'm Klarth, its nice to meet you Aura, You and Dancey seem to...how to say this...not have a problem with strangers." He finished with a closed smile.
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 5:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 1:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 2:00 pm
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((well, in that case, might as well get us to our first monster encounter, shouldn't I?))
Anaheim just kept to himself, a little ticked about the fact that Aura was hitting on that other hunter she just happened to pick up. "Well, you're welcome for years of friendship, by the way." He muttered below his breath. But there was a sound in the woods. An unnatural sound that only came from something that was on the hunt. "Kota, I need you to scout it oiut." Kota, in return, hopped off from the Aptonoth and crawled into the bushes for a little while, only to be chased out by a small herd of Genprey
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 11:41 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 8:17 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 1:41 pm
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It was too late for Dancey's mount. One of the genprey lurched towards Dancey's aptonoth, but she flung her gunlance at it and, using it as a bludgeon, knocked the reptile off its feet. Another came at her from the opposite side and, with some difficulty, she brought her heavy weapon around to meet it and jabbed it through the chest. She grimaced at the thought of having to clean the blood off later, but it was better to stab now and save her amo for their real target.
The first genprey came again from behind and seized her aptonoth by the ankle. It ripped at the Achele's tendon with it's teeth, sending her and her mount tumbling down. "Bernerd!" The mouse leaped onto her shoulder as she jumped down and hopped up behind Klarth on his mount. "Hope you don't mind!" she yelled over the sound of the screetching reptiles and the moan of her fallen aptanoth. She looked at it with pity. She would have to shoot it. They wouldn't have time to return it and let it heal, and with and injured leg it was no good. She would rather put it out of its misery now than watch it be eaten alive.
"This is a good distraction," she said to Klarth as she aimed her gunlance and with a small spray of bullets ended the poor beast's pain.
"Anaheim, Aura, how are you holding out?"
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