[center][h3][color=tan]Courier 6[/color][/h3]
[b]Level 6[/b] - (0/60) EXP (+2))
[b]Location:[/b] Land of Adventure - Coral Highlands
[b]Word Count:[/b]892
[b]Level Up! New Strength: Companionship[/b] - The Courier may gain a minor ability representative of up to 2 of his companions at any given time. These abilities only function while he is actively traveling and working with said companion and cease to work if he is separated from them or chooses someone else to act as his “companion” for the time being. The ability is static, only changing if the Courier and his companion’s relationship drastically alters for some reason. Only other PCs can count as companions for this strength. To prevent abuse, active companion abilities cannot be swapped during a conflict (if Courier is traveling with 3 other PCs at the time but finds that companion C’s ability would be more beneficial, he cannot change active companions until after the encounter).[/center]

The Courier watched with utter joy as Ivories [i]devastated[/i] the dinosaur like creature. The shockwave it stomped into the ground wasn’t as effective as it should have been due to the spongy nature of the coral ground they stood on, but under normal circumstances he could tell it would have been a very devastating attack indeed. When it slammed its trunk down with the full force of gravity behind it, he winced a bit, feeling ever so slightly bad for the monster. But hey, that creature attacked him when he tried to be friendly, so fuck it, right?

As the monster tried to flee for its own survival, practically limping on a skeleton of broken bones, the Courier prepared another shot… Only to have the wind taken right out of his sails as it was ambushed by another predator, one much larger and [i]far[/i] more fearsome, of that there could be no doubt. Good lord, it had claws growing out from its claws! The Cadet warned him a second before the new monster attacked, and saved him the headache of having to tangle with another baddie that was only serving to waste his time.

Ivories glared at the odogaron, as the Cadet called it, stamping his feet and preparing to curl up into his ball shape. Apparently his pride wouldn’t abide letting [i]his[/i] fight be interrupted by an outside party. However the Courier cared more for the task at hand, and their lasting health, than something as abstract as pride. [color=tan]”Cool yer jets, Ivories. We got work t’do. Come on back.”[/color] He held out the donphan’s pokeball, to which Ivories grumbled, but returned to without hesitation.

[color=tan]”Tain’t like I don’ understand, mi amigo,”[/color] he said directly to the pokeball. [color=tan]”But we got work t’do an’ that beastie ain’t part of it… Yet.”[/color] He put the pokeball onto his belt, then turned his attention back to the Cadet.

The kid was pretty enthusiastic, that much was for sure. Plus, he seemed to be from the same world as all the monsters around, so that was a big benefit. Always best to get an expert’s opinion on matters before jumping in yourself. And to top it all off, he was just called “Ace Cadet?” Heh, it was almost like that partnership was tailor made, wasn’t it?

[color=tan]”Much as I’d enjoy puttin’ that beast in its place, I’d rather be prepared ahead of time, an’ I’ve been wastin’ enough of that as it is. A good courier is never late on his delivery.”[/color] He tilted his hat juuuust a smidge. That’s when the cadet mentioned that he, too, took the quest to gather wigglers. After that he just sorta rambled a bit from topic to topic until, suddenly, he dove across the ground where the little colony of wigglers were hiding! The Courier jumped aside on reflex and almost pulled his revolver on the boy, but stopped with his hand on the holster. Upon seeing that the cadet had just grabbed a few of the worm-like creatures and kept on talking (boy this was one chatty cathy), the Courier smiled and let go of his weapon. 

[color=tan]”Allow me to show you how it’s done compadre.”[/color] The Courier slowly approached the colony of the little guys, but curiously the wigglers didn’t go into hiding. His incredible magnetism for animals was hard at work, soothing the creatures into not only being passive toward his presence, but also friendly, helpful even. He crouched down next to the colony and held out an arm. Bizarrely, the wigglers began to coil up around his arm of their own volition! Once they were all nicely coiled up along his arm, the Courier placed them in his travel pack. [color=tan]”There we go, no problemo. Now then, about time to hit that dusty trail, eh pardner?”[/color] He tipped his hat again, this time up, in perfect timing with the sun behind him for added effect.

The Courier whistled for Drumstick and his trusted chocobo answered the call, coming out of hiding now that the fight was over. He went on ahead and picked up the scales and other pieces left behind by the monster before it was itself picked off by the odogaron, placing those in his pack as well, and then got up on Drumstick, holding a hand out for the Cadet to climb on up too, if the young hunter took the invite.

[color=tan]”Since yer still injured, go ahead and help yerself to one o’my stimpacks, or the hearts in my bag. Either should do a decent ‘nuff job at patchin’ ya back inta shape. An’ in exchange, y’can listen t’my story on our way back, but it’s a long one.”[/color] He checked the time via his pip-boy and frowned. [color=tan]”Aw hell, I was gonna meet up with the rest of my posse at the lake, but I got so caught up here they’re all probably done by now. Time ta head in to Lumbridge, I guess. Let’s ride, Drumstick! Yee-haw!”[/color]

The Courier spurred his chocobo into action, and on the way back to Lumbridge he relayed the details of everything that had happened so far in this World of Light.