The Monster Hunter Files
Disclaimer: Only the hunters belong to me, their outfits (including weapons) were programmed by the owners of Monster Hunter Tri, both the Ultimate and the original, so I just used what they gave me and did this story, the will be an author's note at the bottom, where reading it is optional—though you could just scroll pass it *grins*.
By the way, this chapter has undergone full reconstruction courtesy of Jane Glass. I would like to thank Jane again for volunteering to reconstruct the chapter. That is all.
An Urgent QuestThe hunter came out of his room in the early morning hours while Cha-Cha and Kayamba were stayed in, arguing over the last of the well done steaks Kayamba grilled for the occasion, while the chief stayed on the dock by Neko's ship, gazing out at the sea.
The hunter stopped by a counter where stood a uniformed girl with a red painter's cap perched on her head, she was writing something in her thick, mostly empty notebook she looked up as the hunter stopped, he raised his hand to speak but she started talking first, "There you are, can't keep me waiting like that, you know? I was about to fill out the form without you."
"You still need my signature."
"Yes, but your trusty liaison—that's me—pretty much knows everything about your hunter status that there is to know."
"I thought you said I could do that tomorrow."
"Yeah, me too, but they sent me this here piece of paper, it says: 'Hunter to report status by tomorrow.'" She looked up at him and smiled, "That means we fill this out today, or else the mail won't reach them until the day after."
"Yeah, well, you village people threw some long party last night and I feel like someone just shot me with an exhaust level three, so what do I do, just fill it out, or what?"
"I have better hand writing, so for the professional reputation of us both could I write and you talk?"
"Okay, oh, and you should have said 'It reads.' instead of 'It says.'"
"Would you shut up? Okay, name?" he grunted, she sighed in utter exasperation, "O, great and mighty hunter, chaser off hunter of the Ceadeus, speak! State your name, please, mighty hunter—great Hero of Hunters!"
"They call me Sir Rick."
"Okay, Just Rick, rank?"
"I am a powerful Elite Hunter."
"What is your favorite game, O great one?"
"My favorite game is chess, the game of kings." She glared at him and he grinned, "Oh you mean game as in what I hunt, do I have to answer that one?"
"Yes, Rick, you actually do."
"Come on, Guild Sweetheart, do you have to sign me up for that camp now? I talked with Junior yesterday, a Lagaricrus is out and about—during the evening!"
"That'll have to wait, besides, this'll be fun, why are you hesitating?"
"Because I thought you meant 'The day after' as in 'The day after tomorrow' and I was misled, I thought I was hitting two birds with one stone but all I managed to do was upset a Crimson Qurupeco."
"Hey, they misled me too, I thought I knew what they were talking about, but apparently they don't trust us enough to keep us posted in advance—or at all."
"After that stunt you pulled a couple of weeks ago, yeah, not surprising."
"You said I'd get canned for that—yet here do I stand."
"You were taking an unnecessary risk." He said softly, "It was necessary, what if you'd died on the mission? They would need to know that I was responsible."
"You put a lot of stock in my survival skills, I can tell—besides they were watching me from their balloon." She sighed and shook her head, "I know," he continued, "as far as we knew I was on my own, and then that party, I thought it was the last one, but now they throw a second party, they must really like me."
"Not that, it's just, you don't have survivor skills; you have a kick-the-monster-into-next-week mindset, nothing to help for but to vent it to someone, might I say an Uragaan, good hunter?"
"Well, hard to argue there, sweetheart."
"Pay-lease, you are so totally arrogant."
"You said it first, I wasn't about to disagree, I learned a long time ago that that doesn't work too awfully well."
"Ooh, what was her name?"
"What—where in the ruins does that even begin to come from?"
"From the bottom of my deep, cold heart—just like the Ceadeus!" she said, pointing at a drawing in her notebook.
"Oh, yeah, you aren't incorrect there." He said after inspecting the drawing, "Yep, that's the slowpoke level five!"
"Come on, you can tell me!"
"No, I can't, the person—I meant you, guild girl."
"Oh, really now, you meant me, like you're faultless? Well, yeah, that one time, maybe, but that was yesterday! And I need a new nickname."
"Agreed, I get tired of calling you 'Sweetheart', 'Guild Girl', and the various other names we call you by."
"I can't help it if people call me something without my knowing, I'll sort that out while you're out with some other hunters, you'll probably make plenty of friends."
"Yeah, what am I hunting, again?"
"It's just a way to get hunters together to help the newbies, no biggie."
"If you so say, liaison." He said as he put his name on the dotted lines, "Oh, and do I get on the quest boat, or Neko's?"
"Take the quest boat, after all, this is an Urgent Quest, those, as you've known since the No Love for Ludroth quest, an Urgent Quest must be completed A.S.A.P, but this one is one you must initiate immediately, not complete, because that would be impossible, not enough time—aw, and they want you to train a really fine bunch of kids too—well, no more kids than you or I, but I'm the one with the very in depth—and kind of heavy—notebook, so I'm in charge!"
"Oh, okay, I'll be seeing you later, Miss in Charge, hopefully you'll have a new nickname." He said, waving as he started walking towards the dock ahead of him when she called him back, "You never told me your favorite monster!" she said as though she just realized the blank space she had been staring at. He shrugged, and turned back around, "What's your favorite monster, Guild Girl?"
"The Qurupeco, it's such a dreamy voice." She said dreamily. "Oh, well, mine is the Uragaan, that thing was a literal blast to take down!" she smiled as she heard the answer and wrote it down promptly, then looked back up at him, "I have a bad feeling about this one. Prove me wrong, okay?" he looked back and waved as he neared the pier.
Rick stepped off the boat; he looked around and sighed, "Port Tanzia? Could've just taken Neko's boat, at least I would've known I'd be placed here instead of a camp, may as well visit Granny Go-To, the granny to go to for any rare and expensive thing with the slight chance she may have something useful." Rick made his way past a counter and towards a gate leading to the other side of town, he stepped up next to a large bag which instantly turned to reveal an elderly lady half his height, "Welcome dearie, I've got a nice haul of rare goods for you today." She held out a list containing the information of the wares and found nothing of any interest; he smiled and shrugged, "Sorry, I'm good on these supplies right now, maybe later."
"Thanks for stopping by, dearie, give me a shout if you need anything else."
"I will, don't worry." He said as he went back to the gate, there he saw a party of seven around the table at Tanzia Grill, he walked up to them and sat on the bench, the a hunter with shoulder length gray hair crossed his arm, "Get lost, green horn, we've little use for you."
"What are you talking about, newbie?" a bald man with a scar crossing his eye slammed his fist into his buddy's shoulder, "Sorry for his rudeness, but he has a point, you are a new hunter, yes?" Rick sighed and reached into his pocket with complete disinterest for the card he produced, "Rick, Elite Hunter, my card."
"Jay, Greenhorn Hunter, but if I hear you talk down my skills I'll be the first to feed you to an Uragaan." Rick threw his head back in a fit of laughter, "What's so funny, Ely?"
"Ah, ha, ha, Uragaans eat the rocks of the volcanoes they live near, I often followed the beast to its feeding place, it uses its jaw to slam the rocks—and if I'm particularly lucky, it hit's me too me—and the eat the rocks, while—if I was lucky—I go flying off behind it, but I hit it back while it eats, they of course also attack when you eat, I think there's something of an understanding between hunter and prey." A red hair woman on the other side of the table smiled and held her hand out, "That was a good one there, Rick, hey, come to think of it, we were supposed to receive an instructor tomorrow, I mean, it was going to be later, but they sent us out two days early, the hunter was said to have been sent down a day early instead of two, on account that they gave us the last power paddle."
"Oh, I hate it when that happens."
"Yeah—oh, I'm Robin, you've met Jasper, Steve here's been trying to keep him in line, but after that incident no one's taken him seriously, Ronald is the brown haired guy talking to the chef right now, I think maybe they've run out of something—I hope it was Jay's meal, I honestly do, but he's been annoying us and hogging all the food that isn't a Guild Ration since we were put on that boat that fateful morning. Oh, that's Lisa, the one talking to the arena girl down there, she's the brown haired one, I wasn't aware that Jeanette had left to, she's the shiny black haired one, Mike's the blonde asking the old man when the instructor will get here, that's everyone, tell me, what's the secret to a good hunt?"
"There isn't one, you prepare, often you over prepare, but that's life, enjoy the hunt, think of clever ways to fight the monster, learn their secrets, I honestly haven't been an Elite for long, so don't ask too much."
"Oh, wow, how did you come to be a hunter?"
"I was fifteen when my aunt and uncle left me, my parents were hunters, so I decided that I'd find what they found in the hunt that they liked, and I figured out their goal in the hunt." She passed him a mug and handed him a platter he smiled, "You know, these things are Lagiacrus tails."
"Get out of here." Robin laughed he smiled and shook his head, "I should know, see, in Moga they take the scales and eat off them, I imagine you're quiet shocked at this, yes?"
"Tell me, a lagia, you ever seen one?"
"You mean the Azure Lightning? Several occasions, in fact, there's one out in Moga Woods right now, I wanted to hunt it but you know that is, when your Guild liaison says to do something you don't talk back, anyway, Lagiacrus is no mean feat for me now, ha, ha, I now laugh, scoff, and jeer at the poor excuse for a hunter I was that came up to the sleeping wyvern, the monsters there woke him up, so he was pretty upset with me, I was so scared, but a few scars on his chest convinced him I was worthy to at least swim in the same sea, so he beat it, of course, that was me, I'd never laugh at anyone for seeing the stinky sea devil and high tailing it, but the punch line is that I first saw him when on a quest, I was merely going to carve some sea creatures and carrying back a few delicacies when the Lagiacrus showed face, I had to carve as quick as I could, even though my liaison said to get out of the water, oh, but I outsmarted the thing—or maybe I out stupid it, I doubt I'll ever know, but I was afraid, afraid of dying, afraid of the beautiful death that roared before me, afraid of failing a quest, and it finally got to the point where I wish I had brought along something to save me, a far caster, at least."
"So, what happened?" Mike asked sitting down next to Rick, "I got the three monster guts and I got out of there the only way I knew how," he remembered running across the shore and then jumping behind a rock, "with style. That and absolutely no scars to prove my encounter, but I didn't need to prove anything, didn't want to, I was glad to be alive, but news in Moga travels like lightning, the whole village soon knew it was back, anyway, yeah, if I had gotten a scar it would have been on my surfaced corpse, no way I wanted to fail, cats to get me out of there or not, anyway, yeah, I know a lot about monster parts, hit a Barioth's tusks and they'll fall off."
"Is that so?" Jeanette asked, walking up the wooden stairs to where her friends were listening to the new hunter's tales, "Oh, yes, amber tusks, they are pretty, the red and orange hue, the danger and excitement you still fell after the battle, the relic you obtained at the end of the quest, nothing quite like it, nothing at all."
"So that's what your parents found?" Jasper asked, frowning disapproval, "I'm sure that's one thing, but they were looking to protect people from monsters that didn't understand where to draw the line, they still don't, monsters are just that, and they don't want to keep records, they don't want to make progress, they only run off instinct, yes, some have a tint of personality, but when you start talking about things past level three, you've gone far enough, they're alright out in the wild, I respect that, but when someone makes a request I answer it. My parents wanted to protect me, my aunt and uncle told me the story, a Lagiacrus went after us and my dad stayed back to fight it, then in comes another one wanting to take over the territory, so they fight and guess who gets trapped there? So mom comes over and makes some stun bombs, but all the shots are false, and let me tell you, I know she must have known the bombs might not work, but they tried and ended up killing one, though the other one took their lives and then ran, so when I heard about Moga I naturally perked up, I fought him for it for them both, it wasn't easy, but after a time a grew to love the village, I wanted to protect it, and I didn't fail them."
"Oh, wow, that's terrible." Robin said, shaking her head, "How many have you bagged?"
"I don't know right away, I'll have to get back with you later on that."
"It doesn't matter, but I have heard you've taken on at least three Uragaans, is that true?"
"I had to get the parts from somewhere, and I didn't take them on all at once, plus I'm more of a trapper than a slicer, I leave that to the guild, after all, I'm only allowed three carves from those guys, so they'll throw whatever my way anyway, right?"
"Yeah, I guess that's true."
"Oh please, Robin," Jasper groaned, "don't tell me you like the guy—he's obviously an old hunter, check out the furs, I wouldn't be caught dead in it."
"I think you mean that you wouldn't be caught or dead in it, see, this is a Hunter's Cap, Mail, Vambraces, Flauds, and Greaves, a lot better than the tourist shorts you're running around in, in fact, I am sporting the complete Hunter's Gear for blade masters, this entire set is upgraded past armor sphere and armor sphere plus, so it's exponentially stronger than what it was when I gave the materials to the smithy to craft these clothes, and trust me, the carpenter bugs were well worth the catching, of course, you wouldn't know much about that, would you, Mister Born Hunter?"
"You want to be fish food, don't you?"
"If I wanted to be fish food I would have let the Lagiacrus take me down when I first saw him, Jasper."
"Yeah, well guess what, Rick, you aren't even in this group of hunters, so I don't see why you don't leave right now." Rick nodded, "Yeah, I guess I'll be leaving now." After he left the other hunters glared at Jasper and left the grill.
The next day Rick went to see the courier, who had a letter for Rick, "From the Guild Girl, eh? Something about the man sending word about the hunters I'm to be training, just as I suspected, hey, who's this one from? Hey, it's the Frilly Trailblazer! If I'm not mistaken, nope, I'm not, Jack, I can't believe he's still hunting after what happened last time with the Purple Ludroth." He saw the smiling figure on the card running from a purple monster, he jumped forward and hit the ground with thud, when he stood the Royal Ludroth landed into him, and with a yell he hit the ground. "He's still wearing his Ludroth Gunner's Armor I see, the vest and this time with matching leggings, that's what I'm talking about, this time he won't almost drown under water, I wonder if he's in town or if he's just saying his to be nice, I'll bet he wants a hunt." Rick shook his head and frowned, then put the letter away and went back to the grill, the hunters from the other day were having a meal when he walked up to them, "Hey, Robin, Jay, Steve, Ronald, Jeanette, Lisa, and Jasper, glad I found my students before they got to worried about me." Jasper grimaced, "We're not worried about you, it's the instructor, he hasn't shown up, and just because he isn't here yet you don't get to waltz in and take his place, and we're not worried, just angry, he was supposed to show up, but I guess being an Elite Hunter means you can take your time, he's still getting paid, I bet."
"Are you sure it's not him?" Robin wondered, "Because he seems pretty knowledgeable, though I'm sure you have to, to beat such great monsters day in and day out, but he could still be the guy, even if he is kind of young."
"Ah, great, falling over this jerk, Robin? Do you have any idea if he's not just some guy pretending to be a hunter so he can get us into the wild, then bam! Great sword on our heads, then it'll be over for us all."
"Hey, Jasper, if you want to know who I am, go to the arena and ask who the best time is for the Royal Ludroth—the Purple Ludroth, here's an occasion where I was going after the best time, now I would have stuck with the bronze prize for twelve minutes, but I only got thirteen minutes and fifty-eight seconds, surely someone will remember that time, alson, I took out every weapon against the Lagombi."
"No way you didn't!" Ronald exclaimed, "Get out of here." Jeanette said with a smile, "Way, I could have gotten away with it too; if it wasn't for the short temper those guys come with."
"Just because you didn't beat it in the time you wanted doesn't mean it was a guy, it's royal, so it could be a king or queen, couldn't it, Robin?"
"Actually, I've been reading up on it, they're the alpha male, they control the pack, like the Great Jaggi, only without the lizard looks and simple attack patterns, I fought a Great Jaggi once, I was well over stocked, but I'm glad I was, or I would have probably been under stocked, as is usually the case, Rick, right? Do we call you Mister Rick now, or is there no real etiquette in the hunter lingo?"
"I'm usually called 'good hunter' by my liaison, she called me that when I saw the Lagiacrus the first time, she's called me that once more after that, but hasn't ever called me by anything else, except for yesterday, that's when she called me by my name, Rick."
"Oh, you don't mind if we just call you Rick, right?" Jeanette asked. "Who cares if he minds? He's our equal here, there's no rank among hunters when they're out on the field, then the senior hunters could make the new guys put their necks on the line—no way, he's just an instructor." Jasper said, finishing his meal. Rick smiled, "Exactly, except you, Jasper, to you I will be known as Mister Rick, I know, I'm being unfair, playing favorites, being childish, yes, maybe it'll do you good to be humiliated once or twice, never before have I seen such a mean spirited hunter, it's like they went and caught a Qurupeco, then put the fighting style of a Rathalos in that head of yours, then got the habits of a Barroth, and-" Robin's laughing interrupted him, he smiled, "Care to share the joke, Robin?"
"No, it's nothing, just—the Barroth's habits, ah, ha, ha, rolling in mud all the time, flinging messes on everyone else, slowing them down, that's just like him! And the impersonations he does, if that kind of perception's all you need to be a gunner then you've of course master that, anyways, yeah, he's hard to get along with, and the Rathalos—definitely a flame thrower, you can't make him happy without a couple of tranquilizer bombs." She frowned, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just once he put tinged meat in Steve's pouch, he had gunner gear only, and he was up on a swarm of Jaggi, well, he goes to take a bite and he's paralyzed, the Jaggi all seemed to attack at the same time, but don't worry, Steve's very creative, he got a pop fish and put it on some ice crystals, hid it in the bed where Jasper's back would be, so when Jasper goes to lie down, it's dark, he's a mess, mud and sweat in his eyes and he just wants some rest, so he jumps backwards, into the bed, and lands square on the fish, I was digging scales out of his back for a week."
"Yeah, and I'm still sore, both in mind and spirit, I will get my revenge."
"You guys are just breeding trouble; its Rathalos meets Lagiacrus meets Duramboros meets Uragaan! You guys are going to kill each other!"
"Yeah, tell it to Jasper, we try to help him and we may as well have dropped him in the water with a Lagiacrus, help or hurt him, he's going to think the same of it."
"That's because I don't need your help, I'm going to be the hunter who gets his way to the top by himself, I don't want to rely on you guys because then you'll think I owe you something, I'd rather you guys try to hold me back than help me, at least then I could say I shoved through my competitors."
"Well, even I hunt with two other guys, they get along a sight better than Steve and Jasper, I'll give them that, but the thing about them is that they disregarded each other completely at first, mean words told to me about the other while his back's turned, the cruel tricks they've played on each other, but you guys give plenty of attention to each other, the negative kind. Oh, did I forget to mention that on our hunts together they've become more like friends than they were? I think risking they're hides together is just what they needed."
"Really, well maybe you should tell that to Jasper, every hunt we go on together he tries to hog all the supplies."
"Tries to hog all the supplies?" Rick inquired. "I beat them out of him one way or another, once I brained him to hard with my shield and had to set him on the bed, I came back to rest and he tried to strangle me, then I showed him the mushrooms I got, he snatched them out of my hand and threw them in the box, the guild sent a letter saying they wouldn't accept the damaged goods, so I went by myself and got the sweet prizes, I then sold all the supplies in his item box and kept the cash to myself, he went out there and struggled, though he eventually got the supplies, I kept telling him the Lagiacrus would sneak up on him if he wasn't careful, he came back with a temper, but the others were there, so he left me alone."
"Yeah, but I got you back, remembered when I found the box empty, I made you get up and find the supplies, I inventoried everything."
"Yeah, anyways, that was a guild quest they came up with for uncertain hunters, those they think weren't born to hunt, I think we did okay, I mean, I did okay. Hey, Rick, you good over there, you look pale."
"I'm fine, it's just that when you was talking about the quest I got a mental image of the flooded forest, I hunted alone there, me and the Duramboros, Kayamba was there to, he's feisty, but he was no good against that thing, they thought the guy was the other hunter I mentioned, Cha-Cha, but it wasn't him, though they both have as much conceit as the other, anyways, Kayamba fainted and I had to continue by myself, after the quest I came back, he recovered later and we went back to the village, Cha-Cha had some kind of timing, anyways, hopefully you understand that I've seen this mess once before, you guys need to learn to cooperate better or just forget the other exists."
"Yes, well, I am trying hard to ignore Jasper, but he's not easy to forget, as much as I'd like to."
"Well, Steve, Jasper, we'll just have to find a way to hunt with each other without making a mess, two groups, you guys decide who's ready to make up and shake hands and come to me, we'll hunt together and get along."
"I'll get along." Robin said and stood up, Lisa and Ronald nodded and stood, Jay smiled and jumped up, then tumbled back and fell on the floor, Jeanette stood up, sighing, and helped him up, Steve stood, "I'm ready to make amends whenever you are, Jasper." Jasper stood up, walked over to Rick and frowned, "I'll be in the group not hunting with you, under your authority or not, I hunt alone."
"At least let someone go with you." Robin offered, Rick nodded, "She's right, if we're going to be training you guys we'll have to go out in the wilderness, I have this letter from my Guild liaison, she's sent me instructions to talk to the man, so I'll do that, they'll send us on our boat ride and we'll head to the Sandy Plains, it's very nice there, except the fact that it's extremely cold at night, while during the day it's extremely hot, we'll have to hunt a favorite of mine there, though I'm not sure how you'll handle it, it's a Great Jaggi, the problem is that it broke into a village near there and somehow got into the supplies, everything, might pill, adamant pill, armor skin, mega dash drink, if I can make it the Great Jaggi ate it, and for this one moment I must regret that I make a lot, but only because that leaves about everything in the book in that thing's stomach, our duty is to stop that monster before it destroys everything, and did I mention that it's going to be stronger and the hide is now thicker? If anyone doubts themselves they should sit this one out." The hunters shared many glances, and then Robin stepped up, "We may doubt ourselves, but your expertise is unquestioned—you are the guy that took on the Rathalos and Rathian at the same time, right?"
"Yep, I don't see why it matters, but I did."
"Well, you should be able to protect us, slay the monsters, teach us, and be back here before the sun sets, of course, well help too, we want to fight, this is a good lesson, the best way to learn to hunt is to hunt, I want to hunt."
"Look, he can't be everywhere at once, and he can't possibly protect us and fight, and teach us." Ronald said gesturing with his hands. "Yes, he can and he will protect us, of course, he can't do all the protecting, we'll have to watch our backs as well, but he's so strong, you can hear his muscles from here!"
"Actually, Ronald has a point, I couldn't protect Kayamba when he needed me, but he attacked the Duramboros viciously, he could have gotten himself killed, but he survived, now sure, I could protect Cha-Cha, but it was no threat level three I'm talking about, Cha-Cha merely put himself in the way of level two monsters and I finished them off for him, but he helped, I don't know for sure, but I have a feeling that if you guys watch your backs and fight like you were trained to, then maybe this will be a Cha-Cha incident and not the one with poor Kayamba and the Duramboros. I think you guys are up to it, but I devised and employed the same plan Robin has, so if you want to learn to fight you'll have to watch me and fight, or just fight and forget paying attention to me, whatever works best, each hunter is different, each one has a special quality, no two hunters are and can never be the same, even the same hunter isn't the same, I'll take you all down to Moga Woods and we'll find you some supplies for the armor and swords you'll need, okay?" they all agreed and followed Rick to the counter, "Okay, I need a harvest tour in Moga Woods for eight hunters, okay?"
"Alright, wait, I heard you right, eight hunters?"
"Yeah, I just needed to know if I could do that."
"Just because you've fought a monster that you wasn't authorized for and got away with it with no more than a pat on the back of the hand, and one that—I must say—I'm not sure even has a threat number, doesn't mean you can bend the rules, right, Guild Master?"
"Absolutely," the Guild Master said, bringing a smile to the Guild girl's face, "not, I won't hear of it, he's done a great deal for us and I think he deserves to bend the rule just one more time, besides, he's the instructor!" the receptionist's jaw slackened until her mouth was wide open, "Did I hear you right? Yes he can bend the rules? How on earth, why does he get to bend rules and I can't? Gong Girl, is that fair?"
"He is the instructor, so yep."
"She won't say anything against me, I gave her that position, you don't think she would try to get on my nerves, do you?" he asked, stretching his arm out to the Gong Girl, she snarled and in one swift move brought up the round orb on a stick and sent him into the water, Rick and the receptionist exchanged glances, then she shrugged, "If the two of them say it's fair for you to bring eight and she can get away with bludgeoning him then I don't mind to much, in fact, I don't care at all, I'm getting paid for this, have a safe journey."
"We will to do that, thanks again."
"Thank Mister Soggy Shirt, if it was up to me the four only rule would prevail." As Rick and the party left the Gong Girl sighed, "Which is why it'll never be up to you." She said, then looked back to the Guild girl, "Want to go to the grill while the Guild Master dries off?" she asked the receptionist. "Yeah, it's not like he's going to notice anything different about the Guild counter, what do you say, sis?" the girl on the other side of the counter smiled and nodded, "I'm having the mega bagel!" "And I thought I was the only one who knew about those." And with that, the girls left the counter.
Here's the author's note, I haven't went on a quest with anyone ever, but I played the Monster Hunter Tri on Wii, so I had a pretty good idea of what monsters would be there for me to fight, though I thought I would be able to fight monsters during the night when I first started, after the Purple Ludroth quest I was happy to learn that the villagers were actually the ones who kept me from going outside at night—how caring, but they should have told me to begin with. I hope the first chapter has made a good impression for the Monster Hunter Files! Hero (what you may call me if you would prefer to avoid typing my full title [and for that I don't blame you]) signing out.