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[i][color=Silver]Nap-time Knight[/color][/i]
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Rhein hadn’t really thought about the fact that, with the sudden, forced halting of the boar’s charge, the only direction Grimhildr would likely be launched was towards him. Knocked to the ground from the force of Grim flying into him, Rhein sighed as he took a moment to look up at the blue sky, catching sight of a large, winged figure flying up ahead. Probably a Roc, from the looks of it. The eyepatched man moved his head to the side as Grimhildr’s fist came down, letting it hit the ground next to him. [color=Silver]”Whoa, that actually looked like a pretty hard punch. Is that anyway to treat your leader?”[/color] he grumbled as he got back to his feet. Once Estelle gave her update on the boar situation, Rhein breathed a sigh of relief. While the situation with the stalls was out of their hands, at least the butcher wouldn’t be quite so mad. [color=Silver]”You hear that, Saff? Our master negotiator managed to get us a free meal [i]and[/i] a free boar. You could learn a thing or two.”[/color] or get a pair of big, soft, juicy--

[color=paleturquoise][b]“Did you get a new contract for us yet, though..? .. partyleader Rhein?”[/b][/color]
Shit. Had everyone else been goofing off too? The Shabu Shabu Party’s leader shook his head and gave a thumbs up, the actions obviously contradicting each other. [color=Silver]”Nope. I was hoping you guys would’ve picked something up.”[/color] he replied, completely matter-of-fact. Rhein, the Great Leader, in action. The man’s eyebrow twitched as he watched Grimhildr essentially reserve her napping place for the day. Considering the fact that he’d been napping atop their Prowler, Grimhildr’s use of Estelle’s special pillows made him a little--no, incredibly jealous. [i][color=Silver]”First, the little shit tries to punch me in the head, and now she’s just gonna rub [b]this[/b] in my face?”[/color][/i] he thought, internally boiling. Perhaps that was the tradeoff. Grim herself was a flat-chested runt, so perhaps the gods had blessed her with the ability to sleep on any boobs she wanted. Either that, or Estelle was easily swayed by Grimhildr’s charms. Regardless, this was yet another sign that Rhein would need to step his game up.
[color=Silver]”I’m starving anyway, so how about we just have a bite at the old lady’s place. Then, your handsome and daring leader can get us a fat, juicy Hunting Contract.”[/color] he suggested, perfectly fine with putting off a hunt for a little longer, and even more fine with complimenting himself when no one else would. Motioning towards Estelle, he gave the nekomimi a nod. 
[color=Silver]”Lead the way.”[/color]

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[color=Silver]”Eh, why the hell did it have to be one of these?”[/color] Rhein muttered, frowning as he scanned the page of his Monster Encyclopedia. Apparently, while the group had been eating at “Sagsalot’s”, a Giga Slime had appeared. Where the hell it’d actually come from was honestly a mystery, but a Slime of that size was going to be a pretty gross encounter. A [i]sticky[/i] situation, if you will. Frankly, the weirdest thing to Rhein was the artist rendition of the Giga Slime as what appeared to be a mass of gelatin in the shape of an absurdly muscular, headless male human body. Rhein himself had yet to encounter a [i]Giga[/i] Slime, but the idea of any Slime taking such a shape seemed pretty weird. Unfortunately for them, it seemed like there were other Hunting Parties in Delion that were on their way to take on the creature. [color=Silver]”Game faces, guys. This is a big one, so we’re gonna have some competition.”[/color] he remarked, standing up from his cross-legged sitting position atop the rusty, tank-like Prowler. Handing the encyclopedia down the entry hatch, he pointed to the rather large, bladed shield in the corner. [color=Silver]”Hey, Saffron. Make yourself useful and bring that over here.”[/color] he requested, entirely deadpan as he hung down into the vehicle. The weight of the Fragarach’s combined sword and shield would probably be a little too much for the Mage, but Rhein took that as a satisfactory punishment for the Mage after being the catalyst for the day’s earlier mishaps. 

At the sound of other vehicles approaching, Rhein lifted himself back out of the Prowler to observe two others. Unlike their eight-wheeled, stryker-like Prowler, the two were a mite smaller, being four-wheeled vehicles with round hulls. Though, what caught Rhein’s eye was the fact that they were actually armed with mounted guns. More importantly, however, both of them were painted with the same logo of a bear with a human skull in its mouth. An odd image, but the primary worry was the fact that it was clear that these guys were noticeably better-equipped. [color=Silver][i]”Aww, geez. I thought that there would only be small-fry here, but we might be competing with a guild already.”[/i][/color] he thought, frowning as both of the vehicles let off shots from their main cannons, prompting Rhein to look at exactly what they were firing at.

[color=Silver]”Well, say it ain’t so.”[/color] Rhein whistled as he looked up at the colossal creature, which indeed was a massive, muscular gelatin man. As the shells from the two vehicles made impact with the Giga Slime’s blue gelatin body, the headless creature flexed as the shells exploded, only to come out entirely unharmed. This was gonna be a durable Slime, but it wouldn’t be a problem as long as they could at least get the core, which was easily visible due to the creature’s translucent body. It was just a matter of whether or not they could get to it before these other guys did.