Fantasy MH: The Guild

[Unbreakable Patches]

Boredom was quickly sinking in.
You couldn't remember how many days it had been since you left land, and even the memory itself seems a bit fuzzy around the edges. However, you do catch some indirect chatter from the crew above your abode. Today is the planned day to dock at the The Guild's official port isle, and begin your new life as a commited, A-List hunter.

You count the minutes by as the dull shape on the horizon gets bigger and bigger, and land approaches. Soon you can make out a town seemingly carved into the massive cliff face of the isle, bustling with activity on the fringes of the platforms. Above, heavy columns of black smoke drift into the sky, which were clearly visible some hours ago now that you think about it.

Then the ship stops, and you lurch forward as all the seaborne momentum ceases entirely. Land ho, time to get to work.

As you make your way down the wooden dock, a small, gangly lad strides up to you with a sealed envelope in his hand.
"No time to talk, Hunters. This's for you." He calmly yelled over the bustle. "The higher-ups are waiting for you in th' guild hall."
Without another word, he walks off, seemingly in a rush. You notice he has some more envelopes stashed under his arm. Guess you weren't the only delivery.

With a hint of adventure in your stride, you make your way through the winding and busy streets, keeping a look out for this "guild hall".​

 

[Yomojo]

The calm uneventful boat ride had certainly not been what Earic had in mind when thinking about going to the New World. The weeks leading up to the departure had been some of the busiest and most stressful in the young man's life, every waking moment full of intense physical training. The main thing keeping him from giving up and collapsing in a sore, tired heap was the promise of adventure, and so by the time the day finally came, Earic was as hyped up as could be. It took a while, but the voyage on boat had been draining that hype from him.

As it turned out, the sight of land was all it took for the entirety of Earic's hopes and dreams to come rushing back to mind. He would love to be up on deck watching the approach, but instead spends the time bustling around in his room. He unpacks all three of his bags, re-takes inventory of the room-filling pile of items that had been stored within, and then laboriously re-packs his large backpack and both suitcases. By the time he finally makes it back up on deck, the ship is mere minutes from docking.

Setting both heavy bags down, but keeping the backpack on, Earic looks between his two companions with an enormous grin on his face. "Boy howdy, about time we got here eh? I wonder what our first assignment will be? Hopefully we don't have to wait too long for it, I've had enough of waiting for a good while." He had gotten to know the other two well enough over the boat trip, and was excited to see how the three of them would perform in the field. The sudden lurching of the ship almost sends Earic tumbling right over, just barely managing to counteract the weight of his backpack with a wild flailing of his arms.

Regaining his balance, Earic grabs both bags and hefts them off the deck, thankful again for the intense strength training, and rushes to be one of the first off the gangplank and into this new land. Marveling at the scene before him, Earic jumps with surprise at the approach of the delivery boy, not even managing to get out a "thank you" before the courier is off. "Hah, I remember my years as a courier. Tough job, I tell you." he remarks offhandedly at the two others, smiling as he watches the lad bustle off, before turning back to the town and giving a determined nod. "Right then, off to work" he seemingly commands himself, as his feet start taking him into town.