[center][h2][i]The Journey Begins[/i][/h2][/center] [hr] [color=olive]"Rise and shine everyone! We're finally here!"[/color] Berillius shouted, banging a wooden spoon against a iron pot. He stomped around the main deck of the boat making sure that her made a visit to everyone's cabin. He only decided to stop once he'd made and entire round, well except to Jack's cabin but that's because he was already awake steering the boat. While Berillius was greeted with a some curses and annoyed looks his mood wasn't dampened one bit, in fact he was practically skipping around as he waited for everyone to emerge from their beds and make it onto the main deck. When the hunters made it out of their cabins there eyes would be flooded with the warm orange light of a rising sun. The island was just in view, their new home mere minuets away. [color=firebrick]"Gah did you have to wake us up so dammed early!? Couldn't you have waited an hour or tow!?"[/color] Clara called out as she pulled herself from her quarters. [color=olive]"Actually Clara I did. Because me and Jack decided that now would be the best time to choose where we're going to set up shop."[/color] Berillius eagerly un-scrolled a map and lay it out on a table that lay around the main mast of the ship. [color=olive]"It'd be much easier to just land on the land on the shores of the region we look to inhabit no? So we're going decide that here and no, get it done with now. Then you can go back to sleep as we sail to whatever location it is we choose. Sound good Clara?"[/color] Clara crossed her arms and grumbled. [color=firebrick]"Yeah yeah that's fine. Also I vote no to the tundra, anywhere but the tundra."[/color] Berillius stabbed a knife into the top of the map to make sure it wouldn't drift of. He then clapped his hands together. [color=olive]"Oh a vote! Wonderful idea Clara! I'll abstain as I'm up for going just about anywhere. Everyone else?"[/color] [color=khaki]"I will also abstain. I am fine with living anywhere, as long as I get to cook."[/color] Simon said as he walked over to a giant metal pot, a wonderful smell already starting to pour from it. [color=black]"Somewhere warm would be nice, though I'm not all that fussed."[/color] Quilt said. She had curled herself up next to where Simon was cooking, being attracted to the warmth of the pot. [color=saddlebrown]"Somewhere cold wouldn't be that bad, it's nice to get away from the heat of the forge every now and then."[/color] Harris rubbed his beard as he spoke, he stood next to Berillius, peaking at the map on the table. Jack looked back from the steering wheel for a moment rubbing the back of his neck. [color=steelblue]"Water would be nice, can't fish without water right? Heheh..."[/color] Jack didn't say anything else quickly turning back to the wheel and making sure the boat didn't crash into anything. Henry would stifled a yawn before throwing in his vote. [color=yellowgreen]"As long as there is soil that I can plant in I'm fine with anywhere.[/color] Fillie nodded furiously after Henry spoke. [color=yellow]"Yeah! As long as there is dirt to get my fingers dirty in I'm good to go anywhere! Goodness I'm so excited!"[/color] Fillie hoped around the cooking pot Simon was using, the lust for food clear on her face. Finally Rebecca spoke up looking at the map intently. [color=orchid]"I have no say in this. I am perfectly fine going anywhere. There is always something to study, no matter the place."[/color] Berillius smiled counting the votes in his head. [color=olive]"Alright so we got a vote for a wet place. A vote for and against a cold place. And two votes for usable soil. Plus a preference for warmth. Well it looks to me that the decision is up to you hunters, which is fair coming to think of it. After all you'll be the ones fighting the monsters in said areas."[/color] [hr] [center][h2]The Jagged Jaggi[/h2][/center] [hr] [color=orange]"Hey!... Hey!... Yurel buddy it's time to move."[/color] Yurel would feel himself being nudged softly from behind, his back being shifted across the cold stone floor of the den. [color=orange]"Come one bud, Sauron and his guys brought back an aptonoth! Even Rtelsha is awake!"[/color] The nudges would speed up a little as many patters of feet could be heard from all around. [color=cyan][b]"Scrap are you coming or not!?"[/b][/color] Said a high pitched voice in the distance. [color=cyan][i]"Yeah you snooze you lose!"[/i][/color] Said another almost identical voice. [color=orange]"Don't worry about it, there is a whole aptonoth! I don't think you'll be able to eat it that quickly!"[/color] [color=cyan][b]"You underestimate the speed of Tik and Tak my friend."[/b][/color] [color=cyan][i]"Yeah! Don't blame us if you go hungry!"[/i][/color] With that the pitter patter quickly started to diminish. The cave seeming to be almost empty at this point, though the heat of the early morning sun did manage to make it's way onto Yurel's scales. So it'd be clear it was morning. [hr] [center][h2]The Zealous Zarmite.[/h2][/center] [hr] The cold air would blow into the small den that Ten called home, the chilled air doing little to disturb her slumber. It would be the morning sun striking her skin through tiny holes in the ceiling of her humble home. The warmth that it gave to her being the kick that the morning would hopefully motivated her to begin her day. Though just like all the rest this day would be difficult, unless she managed to find an easy meal. Which didn't seem that crazy when the scent of blood was already on the wind, something had made an early morning kill. obviously something dangerous. [hr] [center][h2]The Kleptomaniac Kulu-Ya-Ku[/h2][/center] [hr] The desert sun would shin into Swipers nest, it's glow only adding to the tranquility and splendor of his nest. Though at the moment it'd feel anything but tranquil. Roaring could be heard in distance, while not close enough to provide an immediate threat it was still a large annoyance. Especially for a monster that was trying to sleep. Though whatever was taking part in this scuffle weren't showing any signs of slowing down, in fact the skirmish seemed to be getting closer.