I sure was excited as I walked into Loc-Lac. I was moving there after my
parents had died a mysterious death. They were hunters, you see. However, they
weren't any normal hunters either. They were Monster Hunters.
I was given a Hunter's Knife for my 11th birthday. It's just a basic sword and
shield that beginning hunters use. I was also given an Iron Sword, a giant Great Sword
made out of iron ore. However, I prefer the Hunter's Knife better . It's quick and
agile. It offers great defense too. I carried my box of clothes over to a shady place.
The desert heat sure was hot. The sand pelted me everywhere, for I had a red, small
shirt and matching shorts. Inside the box I was carrying, there were only 5 other
changes of clothes. I looked around. There were many Felynes there, all dressed up in
red bellhop clothes.
I stopped one of them and said, "Um… Mr. Felyne?"
The Felyne swerved around and looked up at me. "Meowcome, sir, how meow I
help mew?" the Felyne said as he bowed.
"Well, um, I'm looking for the registration desk, you know, so I can get my room?"
I said.
"Oh meoster, are you a hunter beginning his career? If so, you must first be
meowgistered at the City Gate Counter so you can then get registered at the Guild
Master's counter, so you can mewve to your house," said the Felyne.
"So where's the City Gate Counter then?" I asked. The Felyne pointed to a
counter right next to the city gate. I thanked the Felyne and left.
As I walked over to the city gate counter, I saw people regarding me as if I were
a Jaggi. Well, because of my unnaturally but actually natural red hair, I get those looks
very often.
When I arrived at the counter, I was surprised to see a goblin behind it.
"Excuse me, sir, is this where I sign up to enter the city?" I asked.
"Yes. Are you a new Hunter? If so, sign your name here," replied the goblin.
I signed my name "I'm one more step to becoming an official Monster Hunter!" I
thought.
"Now where do I go?" I asked the goblin.
"Just walk beyond the city gate, in front of you should be the Market, where you
can buy materials at the Material Shop, or tools at the Tool Shop, or combine items with
the Combinator, and trade items at the trade post," the goblin explained, "when you
enter the city, you'll face the Pint-Sized Peddler, turn right, then left and you'll be in
between the Combinator and the Tool Shop. Keep on walking and you'll reach the
Tavern. There you will find the Guild Master, talk to him and you're done."
"Thanks," I said.
As I walked into the city, there were people with armors of all kinds, shiny, dull,
spiky, and may more indescribable styles. I reached the Tavern. As I looked around, I
saw millions of people sitting on various tables. Most were drunk, others energetic.
I walked over to the Quest counter. There, a, Liaison stood behind the counter,
while a small goblin sat on it.
"Excuse me, Miss," I asked the Liaison, "May I speak to the Guild Master?"
"Of course you may, Sir," replied the Liaison.
I waited. She turned around and started filing papers.
"Um... Are you gonna take me to him?" I asked her.
"To whom?" the Liaison asked.
"To the Guild Master,"
"Why should I take you to him, if he's right here?" she asked.
"Where?" I asked.
"Right next to you, silly," she replied. She pointed at the small goblin sitting on
the counter.
"What about me?" asked the goblin.
"This man has something to tell you, Guild Master," stated the Liaison.
"Is this true, young man?" asked the Guild Master.
"Yes, Sir," I replied, "I was wondering where I would be signed in as a Hunter so I
could put my things in my room."
"Oh, yes," he said, then he turned around and started looking around in a file
cabinet, "I just need you to fill this form here," and he pulled out a small piece of paper.
The goblin gave me the piece of paper along with a pen.
"Please take a seat anywhere," the Guild Master said.
I sat alone in a table. I stared at the form, reading its contents. Strangely, there
were only three things there. One section read, "I hereby pledge to risk my own life, in
order to slay, and, when necessary, capture monsters," and had a box next to it. I
checked it.
The next section said, "State name in print, x_," and I jotted down,
"Hoohah Lagiasunt," on the line.
The last part just said, "I confirm everything above, and also accept to the rules
in the Hunter Handbook. X_" I signed my name and walked to the Guild
Master.
"Good," the goblin said. He investigated the form. Then, his eyes widened.
"What happened? "I asked, "Did I do something wrong?"
The Guild Master raised his eyes towards me and watched me in amazement. I
was getting pretty nervous.
"Are you really a Lagiasunt?" the Guild Master asked me in surprise.
"Of course, Sir. Why?" I asked the goblin
"Your parents were one of the best Hunters I've seen," he answered.
"What?"? I asked, shocked, "But they died!"
"Yes, those brave Hunters. I told them not to do it, but they insisted."
"How did they die though?"
"An Alatreon killed them," replied the Guild Master.
