It was early in the morning where the sun was barely up in the sky. A lone figure strode through the wilderness with the crumpled bodies of monsters slowly fading. The figure flicked its wrist before trudging through the depths of the forest as the light dappled dimly through the canopy and onto the floor. The monsters which inhabited the area have been reported to swollen to noticeable numbers. Somewhere in the depths there was something behind the numbers being increased. Already, there were sightings and reports of attacks by particularly dangerous monsters roaming the area adjacent to the town. Deeper and deeper the figure traversed into the woods. There was confidence in the stride and the figure deliberately walked in a manner to get attention. It was still quiet save for the sound of unseen birds chirping elsewhere. Two goblinoid monsters in hides wielding axes and a sword rushed the figure. The figure dodged both of them and then rushed the axe wielding monster and wrenched the axed before kicking it to a tree and slamming the axe into the chest. The figure danced around the frantic monster's swipes. Attempting to cleave the monster with the axe, it merely broke when said monster blocked with the sword. The armored figure would circle the monster from behind and barrage it with punches. An energy pulsed through the arms and when contact was made a forceful discharge happened which would send the monster flying and crashing into a rock before it disappeared. Finally, the true target revealed itself, a greyish muscular humanoid monster with gnashing teeth and a cunning glimmer in its eyes. It towered over the figure as it brandished a giant sword of some shiny black substance. The blade cut through the vegetation and smaller trees through its arc. The figure didn't have much time to react outside of jumping over the blade. The monster's recovery was deceptively fast as it swung again rapidly, but the blade caught itself in the side of a tree trunk. The figure rushed and punished with some hits, enraging the monster as its eyes glowed menacingly and it attacked. It was like a dance between the two, of near hits and close defending until the armored figure backed away. Another pulse of energy went through the leg. The figure ran at the monster and leapt into a flying kick. The monster would try and block with the massive sword. It would fail. The sword shattered and the monster was smote as it petrified and crumbled into dust. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Pisco's day was like every other day, uneventful and short. Having automated most of his brewery, it left him with quite a bit of freedom as the only thing he needed to do, was wait. That is when not selling his wares to merchants or other places in town that needed some drinks. So, he would find himself in The Golden Hind Inn, face pensive as he nursed a glass of whiskey. His attention was lifted when this new woman, a merchant it seemed, arrived to the Inn. He barely lift his head at her loud declaration. Yet, he still smiled very slightly at her direction while staring at the table as he drank. He then got up and approached her, "No need to be so loud, but you got my interest. You're merchant aren't you? Perhaps I can offer some things to sell." Meanwhile, the news of an increased monster population would have the local guards on high alert. A contingency plan was being drawn up. They needed to act before people got hurt or worse. Also, the monsters were a threat to not only public safety, but the town's economic livelihood as well. To combat the monster threat, they decided to team up with the adventurer's guild to create a joint task-force dedicated to patrols,investigations, and of course monster hunting. Meche Logge entered the guildhall and was surrounded by all sorts people. She could tell it was about the monsters. She sighed and made her way through the crowd keeping a low profile. This matter would need to be taken care of soon. She made her way upstairs, but found no receptionist at the moment. Meche just took a seat and waited for someone to come out.