“I don’t have any parents,” the girl answered, though she seemed unfazed by the reality of that statement. “If I did, I don’t remember them. Iredele is the only known village still populated with normal humans around here. But there’s no need to be concerned for my life. The monsters stay away from me.”
The girl stood up straight and offered Tatsumi a hand to lift him up. A small smile graced her lips and something seemed to flash in the low-light for a brief moment. As if recognizing this, the girl unconsciously blinked before reaching her hand out to him further.
“My name is Maribel. Sometimes I visit this village to take a look at the citizens living here. They’re weird people, but they mean well. They don’t get in each other’s way and there’s rarely ever a fight going on.”
While the girl was conversing with the sad-hearted man, two Hunters were returning from their trip to the Temple. And while that was going on, a certain beastwoman was about to get lucky tonight and have her way with some poor fool. That only left Jenniver and Leo to stand in the middle of the town square. That was perfect because a stranger was quickly approaching them with faltering steps.
He wore a standard suit with a tie, black fedora placed atop a crown of equally black hair. His right eye remained firm and closed while his left revealed a sickly hue of green panic that darted from Leo to Jenniver a mile a minute.
“Leo you idiot! What did I say about getting yourself involved with rituals? You know the God Hand only come back, and in greater numbers! This is only going to put us back a stage and…hello there. Excuse me miss, but who are you?”
The tall man in black looked Jenniver over once before a tired sigh escaped his breath. Honestly, yet another Hunter? Didn’t Iredele deserve enough ill omens? The man didn’t even seem to care that a woman had just committed suicide in his public well.
“Ah, forgive me for my rudeness young Hunter! You see, I am the mayor of Iredele. Parker. Mister Spencer Parker. I trust you’re here to hunt….monsters?”
The girl stood up straight and offered Tatsumi a hand to lift him up. A small smile graced her lips and something seemed to flash in the low-light for a brief moment. As if recognizing this, the girl unconsciously blinked before reaching her hand out to him further.
“My name is Maribel. Sometimes I visit this village to take a look at the citizens living here. They’re weird people, but they mean well. They don’t get in each other’s way and there’s rarely ever a fight going on.”
While the girl was conversing with the sad-hearted man, two Hunters were returning from their trip to the Temple. And while that was going on, a certain beastwoman was about to get lucky tonight and have her way with some poor fool. That only left Jenniver and Leo to stand in the middle of the town square. That was perfect because a stranger was quickly approaching them with faltering steps.
He wore a standard suit with a tie, black fedora placed atop a crown of equally black hair. His right eye remained firm and closed while his left revealed a sickly hue of green panic that darted from Leo to Jenniver a mile a minute.
“Leo you idiot! What did I say about getting yourself involved with rituals? You know the God Hand only come back, and in greater numbers! This is only going to put us back a stage and…hello there. Excuse me miss, but who are you?”
The tall man in black looked Jenniver over once before a tired sigh escaped his breath. Honestly, yet another Hunter? Didn’t Iredele deserve enough ill omens? The man didn’t even seem to care that a woman had just committed suicide in his public well.
“Ah, forgive me for my rudeness young Hunter! You see, I am the mayor of Iredele. Parker. Mister Spencer Parker. I trust you’re here to hunt….monsters?”