[h2][color=gold]Osmund Steele[/color][/h2]

The meal was delicious, tender meat of the turkey and the succulent aromas of the shrimp making him feel as if he were hunting back home in Loc-Lac. He munched happily, but silently. In the hunting world, you had to be ready and keep your strength up at all times. You never knew when you'd have to hop up and run off to attend to an urgent quest. Images of his early career flashed into Osmund's mind, being rushed off to fight on the dragonboats with countless others. Back when his lance was his only friend. That lance was broken now, snapped delivering the blow that chased off a Jhen Mohran. He was in the care of medical Felynes for days afterward.

He smiled softly, pushing the visor of his helmet out of his face. How... how was he eating through his helmet before? He used a nearby cloth to wipe at his mouth before smiling. He was sure he was being addressed by one of the other hunters present, but he didn't exactly see which one it was. Then he looked down to see a short Shakalaka offering him some meat. With a soft smile he reached down to grab the meat, nodding slightly to the little Lynian.

[color=gold]"Thank you, little friend. Here."[/color]

He took a handful of his shrimp and put them onto a nearby smaller plate for the young Shamba to take, along with some of his turkey. He definitely had enough to be generous. He was a big man, but this meal was a touch too big for him. It was strange to him, that every Felyne kitchen he went to thought that he would eat like a Deviljho, and so they gave him too much food every time.

He sighed as he looked down as his nearly finished food, before looking over at the woman who had spoken before her Shakalaka. He shook his head at the woman's question. His last quest was to capture a particularly irate Duramoboros that was interrupting trade caravans on their trip between destinations. That was all the way back in Loc-Lac, and since arriving here in Minegarde a few minutes ago, he hadn't been on any hunts that he could remember.

He gave a slightly disappointed shake of the head to her, rumbling out a succinct, [color=gold]"No,"[/color] before gesturing to his company attempting to get their attention. [color=gold]"What about all of you? Hunt lately?"[/color]

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