[color=ed1c24][u][b]Red Imperial[/b][/u][/color]

The welcome message he received upon arriving on The Grid was both more and less than what Ren had expected. On the one hand, he hadn’t really anticipated any kind of formal welcome; he didn’t think whatever organisation passed as authority on this backwater planet cared enough about a new batch of Hunters enough to provide one. But on the other hand, if a welcome was to be given couldn’t they put a little more effort into it than a simple message? Roll out the red carpet or something; they were in the presence of the next legendary Hunter after all.

He supposed when Hunter’s died here and frequently as they did the locals just found it easier not to bother getting to know anyone until they’d proven they were going to stick around for a while. Well, whatever. They’d come to recognise his greatness soon enough; all he had to do was kill a few exotic beasts, bring home a few trophies and soon his fame would grow.

Speaking of which, what unlucky monstrosity was going to be his first target?

Sitting in the cockpit of his Red Imperial, Ren started scrolling through the available missions on his on-board display. It didn’t take long unfortunately, only two missions were available at the moment and with the amount of Hunter’s crawling around that meant he’d have competition.

Judging by the descriptions it seemed like the Mastodon was the perfect choice for him; taking out a monster that all of the veteran Hunters had given up on would surely earn him a reputation. Unfortunately, judging by the chatter over the radio it seemed like he wasn’t the only one to have that idea, meaning the hunting grounds for that creature were going to be too crowded to be worth his time.

So that left The Walking Island; it certainly looked impressive and seemed to be racking up a not inconsiderable body count itself recently. Downing something like that might not be as noteworthy as taking down a minor legend like the Mastodon but it was a good first step nonetheless; maybe he could ask them to make a plaque out of the wood or something as a reward.

With that decided Ren marked his name and mech against the mission and marked the last known location of the target on his navigator. As he began the series of pre-flight checks that would need to be completed before he could take off, he casually opened his comms to the Hunter channel and spoke into the public feed.

[color=ed1c24]“This is Ren Hawke, pilot of the Red Imperial. I’m going after The Walking Island; if anyone wants to join me they’re welcome to, just so long as they don’t slow me down or get in the way.”[/color]