[b][color=39b54a][h2]Cynthia Leoneart & Tybalt[/h2][/color][/b]

Both Cynthia and Tybalt wave to Alice's Shakalaka with a smile. This group seemed very friendly! Now if she can go hunting for larger, more dangerous monsters, with these people, she is sure that it will cure her boredom, as well as for the rest. As she chuckles after seeing the little child come in, a cold chill ran along her spine. She moves her eyes to the back of her, only to see that a dark looking Wyverian was glancing at the group. Looking at he alone was pretty startling, with his purplish-black Gore Magala armor and white-paled face. He did look scary. Cynthia ran her eyes back to her food and looks at Tybalt uneasily.

"Do you know who that guy is behind us?" she asks her palico curiously.

The palico takes a quick gander at the warrior and shakes his head.

"Nya, I do not recognize him>" he answers, "Though he does look frightening to say the least."

"Impressive for he to acquire Gore Magala armor, weather though money or forging."

"Indeed, but lets pay attention to what we have at hand. Pay him no mind, meow."

Cynthia takes one last quick glance at the Wyverian and then continues the conservation with the other hunters.

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