Chapter 1

It was a long few days sailing on the hot sandy sea as a ferry carrying a few hunters and a caravan to the docking town of Val Habar. A young hunter wearing her white and blue with red, blue with white trim on top of her bra and underwear that is sitting close to her soft pale skin. She had fingerless gloves that matched with her underwear with bands of the same fabric on the trim around her upper arms, her white socks faded into the deep blue that was covering her toes and the lower heft of her feet with the sole of a low heel boot with the trim of the rest of her underwear. Walking out from the lower deck blocking the bright sun from shining in her light ice blue eyes, the wind blew her long deep red hair back out of her face showing off the black markings on her forehead and below her eyes. She sees a man with a red western hat standing on the front of the ferry with his arms crossed in front of his chest, facing the sandy sea just able to see Val Habar in the distance. As she walked closer to the man walking past the cannons and ballistics that lined up on each side of the ferry. As she stopped at the beginning of the set of stairs leading to a little higher deck with ballista bolts, the man must have known she was standing there as she stopped his turn haft way to get a good look at the young hunter. "Your Guildmarm said you what to talk to me?" She asked kindly to the man.

The man smiled at the young kindly hunter, he knows that this was the hunter for his caravan to replace their late one since he left. She may not have the age for experienced but she had something for her. "Indeed kinder hunter..." he started to trail off when the shrieks from the snake type monster they call Ramobra, they mostly swarmed around Elder Dragons as the mighty beast moved around. He turns around to see a small swarm of four of Ramona.

After what felt like three minutes passed the ferry started to dip to the left to follow a huge drill head monster burst out of the sands. As the heft of the mighty monster was in the air it started to turn so it could land in the sand on the other side of the ferry. The Hunter takes a few steps back, not believing the stories she was told by the old-timers in her town village. "Dah'ren Mohran." As Dah'ren Mohran started to make its way to the sand from the sky. As it crashes into the sandy sea of the hot desert sending sand waves crashing against the ferry, the ferry rocked side to side. The hat on the head of The Caravaner's head flying off swooping past the hunter and landings on the mouth of the cannon. As Dah'ren Mohran made it's way to the serfs for the sand swimming towards the ferry.

The caravaners, the other hunters and the ferry crew ran around the deck loading the cannons and ballistics up as it swam rate next to the ferry and crashed into the side of the ferry. Sending burning hot sand over the deck and everyone on the deck, the kinder hunter gripped her teeth as she felt the burning sand on her soft light pale skin. "Fuck great idea to wear no armour." She told herself as she tried to get her balance. Dah'ren Mohran dove into the sand to turn around to attack the ferry once again, as is broke the sandy surface swimming closer and closer until it sends waves to crash the bottom of the ferry rocking it enough for the red hat fly of the month of the canon, the hat fly over Dah' ren to vanish on the other side of it.

"My hat! Well, we can't worry about it rate now, Hunter can you hold it off until we can fire an emergency flare." Ask The Caravaner. The kindred hunter nodded and started to head up the stairs to grab a cannonball. She sees it swimming over rate next to the ferry. She made it over to the cannon and loaded it up but instead of firing it off, she sprinted straight to the behemoth drill head monster. "What are you doing hunter?!" Yelled The Caravaner as he noticed her head for the monster.

"I'm going for your hat." She told him before she jumped off the ferry and grabbed onto one of the huge scales. Dah'ren Mohran must have felt her on it's short but powerful arms. As it tried to shake her off but she got lunch up onto its back. She held on a long scale that was growing away from the body until it stopped its thrashing. She ran on the ridge of the monster back to see the red hat. "There you are." She slides down next to the hat, picking it up off the grown spike. As she was making her way back over Dah'ren's back it studly dipped its head making her lose her balance. She slid down until she hit the small arm, Dah'ren lowered its arm and the hunter started to slide it again.

As she slid down its arm, it threw its arm straight up sending the kindred hunter in the air. As she barely landed on the ferry edge, she started to slip off just as she was about to fall off, A bigger build wyverian and a male hunter who hunts with dual blades grabbed her arms pulling her back up onto the ferry. "Thank you." She said as she was catching her breath as she pulled herself up to her feet. She looked back at the monster to see it getting ready to ram the ferry again. "No." She ran up to the cannon pushing the firing clip firing a cannonball right into the shoulder joint of Dah'ren Mohran. As the cannonball hit its target it lettings out roars of pain before dive under the sand swimming under the ferry.

As Dah'ren Mohran and the ferry got closer to Val Habar the Caravaner shot the emergency flare. It took no time at all for three other ships to come sailing in. Two look like the ferry they were riding on but the other look different than the others, it had a black sail with a bright red symbol on it, gold on the railing that meets with a golden head of a monster on the front where the dragonnade sat below the golden head. As Val Habar getting closer and closer the monster branch the sandy surface heading start for the town. One of the ferry sails behind theirs will the other two sail on the other side. The sound of the binding ballistics shot off from the other side of the monster, the monster road as it started to thrash again trying to shacks the binder ballistic off. The ferry behind them shot 2 canons balls the hit its side but did not do much damage from the armour plating that ran down its side. The duel blade hunter fired the cannon with its ball hitting in the head costing it to throw its head up and let out a cry of pain but it was still heading straight for Val Hadar. The Kindred Hunter ran up the stairs grabbing the last cannonball from its place, making it quick to the open cannon putting the heavy cannonball into it. She waited for it to lift its small arm, as it did she pushed on the firing pin, firing the cannonball out of it hitting Dah'ren Mohran where her last shot hit it again in the tender joint. As the cannonball hit Dah'ren Mohran, costing it to throw its body up just to turn away from the town with the other two ships following right behind it.

Everyone was cheering on the ship as they came into port, The Caravaner saw the different looking ship sailing the port as he knows the crew of the ship. As the ferry sailed in and everyone was already off the ferry carrying out their day to day businesses as she walked up to the Caravaner as giving some attention to his white falcon. As he sees her walk up to he sent the falcon to fly. "Hay kindred hunter, you have guts and skills to go get things done." She hands his hat back to him, his face light up as he saw his hat again. He grabbed the hat from her and held up a light golden relic that looks like some type of scales that shine as he holds it up in the sun. He put the relic back into his hat, putting it. He let out a hefty laugh as he continued "My caravan is looking for a skilled hunter, who is going to get the job done. So what do you say, hunter?" She thought about it quickly as he stood with his hand out waiting for her reply. She grabbed onto his hand with a nodded "alright you got yourself a hunter."