*A frail female hunter enters the gathering hub in pokke village, adorn with a magnificent silver armor with scales of black and white mostly hidden by the cloak she had draped over her entire body.*
*The attention of the other hunters are immediately grabbed by the stranger, leaving their food untouched. her visage was reminiscent of veteran hunters as well as of the various wyverian pilgrims that pass through the quaint mountain town*
*gazes follow her as she tiredly sat at the end of the table. after a moment the usual bustle of the gathering hub returns, as the party of hunters return to their talk of a simple salvaging job in an abandoned tower across the ocean, in the lonely mountains north of cathar*
*the frail woman suddenly stands, ignoring the so called "frailness" that the other hunters saw. With worry in her old yet sharp visage, she removes her hood to speak to the hunters. The party felt like she looked familiar but they know not how.*
Listen well hunters, and curious travelers alike.
*she adressed. gaining the attention of the whole hub once more*
Hellfire, A vision of hell, clad in silver and gold. Blue hue emenates from flames of hight intensity. through their meticulous scales that overlap and converge, an azure light can be seen, alluring like the candle-light that seduced the moth. Atop the ancient tower they wait, the golden moon and the silver sun, blinding to anyone who bear witness to their glory. Should the magnificent duo be distrubed, eyes of orange and purple pierce the souls of those brave or stupid enough to venture too far into their territory.
Dont be fooled, the story that I tell is not of dieties larger than life, but of real individuals whom call the ancient tower left a civilization that has long since fell their home. These two individuals are a rare species of the common apex predators known as Rathalos and Rathian. Unknown variables turned the former's scales into a dashing silver, as hard as any metal the guild has ever produced, while the latter had magnificent Golden scales that are highly resistant to their flames, quite the contrary to how gold reacts to heat.
Listen and listen well. These two are unlike anything youve ever faced, should you have the courage to see for yourself the beauty of these beasts, also be prepared for the terror that is to be branded to your soul should you survive this encounter, for everything has a price. Ive known many a hunters also seek this rare experience, only to never be seen again. I implore you take caution, for what awaits you atop that abandoned tower, is hellfire and death.
*after what all was said and done, she sat back down to eat and drink her fill as the whole hub fell in silent to what they heard. qs a few moments have passed she got up to the hub's door, briefly turning around to bow and thank the guild hub managers and felynes for the meal*
*as she opened the door, the freezing air of the outside briefly blew her shroud to reveal a fine golden longsword, adorn with ornaments of eastern design. before one of the hunters can call her to hopefully satisfy a few of his curiosities, she was gone into the snowy night*