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Hunters Guild Application Team Verdigris

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HUNTERS GUILD: Team Name: Verdigris
Date Joined: May 28 2015
Current Funds: 0 St

Merits: 0
Strikes: 0

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Oren
Species: Treecko
Nature: Quirky
-Characteristic: Somewhat of a clown
Gender: Male               Age: 19
Ability: Overgrow Powers up Grass-type moves when Oren is in trouble.

Strength:  2                Agility: 3
Intelligence: 3             Charisma: 2 + 2

Total Points Left: 0/10
Type Bonus: Grass -> Charisma +2

Detect
Double Team
Leaf Storm
Quick Attack

Inventory:

-Template Shawl
----Description: A dark shawl given to Oren using a voucher
the shawl itself is obviously meant for a larger pokemon due to the fact
it almost goes down to Orens waist.

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Ruby
Species: Honedge
Nature: Sassy
-Characteristic: A little quick tempered
Gender: recognizes herself as Female   Age:18
Ability: No Guard

Strength: 3                 Agility: 2
Intelligence: 2 + 2             Charisma: 3

Total Points Left: 0/10
Type Bonus: Ghost -> Intelligence +2

Gyro Ball
Night Slash
Reflect
Iron Defense

Inventory:

-Arm Band
----Description: A black armband wrapped around Ruby's handle for grip.

-Arm Band 2
----Description: Another black armband wrapped around Ruby's handle for grip.



========== WRITTEN TEST ==========

"Hurry run faster we might already be late! I thought you were supposed to be fast I mean your a treecko for Pete's sake!" The voice seemed to be coming from the treecko's sword running through town. "I'm running as fast as I can and I'm carrying you the least you could do is be a little quieter so people will stop staring!" The treecko answered. "Look if it wasn't for me you wouldn't even be joining the hunters guild, so as far as I'm concerned i'll yell as loud and as long as I want to!" the sword exclaimed. "Look Ruby I appreciate you offering me this partner job but how do we know if we're even going to be accepted, let alone get there in time." He responded. "If you run faster ill get us into the guild so just focus on moving those stumpy legs of yours!" She retorted. "My legs aren't stumpy!" He whined. "yeah, yeah just move!"...


Above your team stands one of the few restaurants around Andalusst that could be considered ritzy, Café Obscurité. The name is often looked upon as ironic, due to the establishment's success and popularity. Many can't afford to dine here, but it is where the Hunters have invited your team to speak with a Guild representative. Hopefully they don't expect you to pay...

"Is this the place?" The treecko asked out of breath. "Yes Oren, now can we get inside already!" She replied. "I'm going, I'm going." he said.

The moment you step foot inside, the Pokémon at the front desk approaches you and shows your team to a table. It's located in one of the darker corners of the already-dim establishment, and it's already attended by a sly, smiling Furret with a blue newsboy cap. The Hunters representative, you realize, though he hardly seems like a good fit for the present surroundings.

("Hey Ruby does this link thing we used still work?") Oren thought ("Noooo it just craps out after two days, of course it still works!") ("okay okay sorry, I was just wondering if this is the guy we're supposed to meet I mean he doesn't look like he fits in around here?") ("At this point we're lucky that we even get anyone to interview us, lets just head over there and find out.")

"Hey, pull up a seat. Order your favorites; this one's on the guild's checkbook," he greets with a quick wave.

("I guess that answers that question.")

Shortly after your team is situated, an Empoleon waiter arrives at your table and passes a fancy-looking menu to everyone present. A number of higher-class dishes are represented on it, along with equally high-class prices. "The usual," the Normal-type comments with disregard, gently pushing the menu back against the Empoleon's chest. The waiter merely rolls his eyes and turns his attention to your team, waiting expectantly for your team to order.

("Hey Ruby anything on here look good to you?") ("I'm too anxious to eat right now just order for yourself.") She replied. "I'll have this" Oren pointed to a dish full of greens with a name he couldn't pronounce.

Once he has everyone's orders, the waiter shoots one last annoyed glance at the strange fellow, who appears unfazed, before walking off. "No sense of humor," the Furret remarks with a shrug, before lazily slumping back in his seat. His gaze doesn't settle on anyone in particular, as though he's simply staring off somewhere.

"Well that settles that, anyways my name's Or-"

"The name's Cuffin, but I'm sure you've already heard of me. No need for introductions on your part, I already know who ya are," Cuffin says with another sly smirk, tapping his paws together. "So... I work for this kid, Sundance. He made me promise to ask ya a few things before I go off on my own thing. He'll get his feathers in a bunch if I don't, so humor me. First things first: why do you wanna join the Hunters?" The last question is accompanied by a roll of the eyes and a dramatic recitation, as if driving home the fact that he's being forced to ask this.

("Damn, this guy doesn't waste a second.") ("Yeah no kidding.") replied Ruby.

Actually the reason I wanted to join the Hunters guild was because I didn't have that good of a past, pretty shit in fact. My partner here told me about the guild when we met, said she was going to join it, to help people, all she needed was a partner to wield her. I thought that even though I had such a crappy past there's no reason other people need to go through the same thing, so I decided to help her out and agree to be her partner for the guild.

Cuffin looks at Ruby expecting something from her but she remains silent.

At the very least, Cuffin looks interested in what he heard. Perhaps it isn't the question itself he's so annoyed about.
"All right. Respectable, yeah. Down the list..." The scruffy Furret reaches for a parchment already settled upon the table. Rather than hold it up to read, he crumples it in his paws rather rudely, then promptly tosses it over his shoulder. "What can you bring to the Hunters? What skills or talents can you utilize for us?" Once again, his recitation of the question is somewhat mocking.

"Well actually I'm pretty skilled with both hand to hand and weapon based combat, pretty light on my feet too." Brags Oren "Not from what I've seen." "Hey you cant be silent for one  question and then make fun of my answer on the next that's not how this thing works!" "yeah well I didn't see a rule book!" "Yeah well that doesn't really matt-"

"Schh! Hahaha! you know you two are somethin else, definitely different then the other people I've seen pass through here!"

("different?")  ("I don't know just role with it") replied Ruby.

"Yeah, yeah, I gotcha. I guess we'll get to see some of that soon enough. Don't get me wrong; your answer don't mean you're gonna be taken or thrown out. This is basically... formalities..." Cuffin pauses, tilting his head upward thoughtfully. "...Yeah, formalities. I think that's the word he used. Whatever that means."

("Can this guy get any lower?") Oren wondered.

A grin comes over the Furret's fuzzy face as he readies himself for his next question, lowering the register of his voice. "This one's more interestin', to the little guy's credit. Are you against doin' things that the Royal Guard ain't gonna like if they catch ya doin' em?"

("Yes, the answer is yes!") Oren thought
"We're aware of the obstacles ahead, yes." answered Ruby
("Who gave you the right to make that call!") ("I did, now shut up and listen!")

The Normal-type's pointed ears twitch at the reply. "It ain't me, just sayin'. I know well enough that if yer here, then you an' I are prolly already aware of the answer to that question. I just needed somethin' to tell the kid." With a sigh of relief, Cuffin tosses his hands in the air, then at the sides of the chair dramatically. "Whew. All right, enough of that stuff. The kid is on the right track, but sometimes it seems like the royals crammed a stick really far up there, if ya know what I mean. All these "formalities" and junk... anyway, the rest is straight from me."

("Oh boy I can't wait") Moaned Oren ("You have no patience do you?")

He looks left, then right... but given the way his bright eyes are never quite focusing on your team, this seems to be one of those "formalities" of his own. He then begins to explain in an oddly sincere fashion, "You already know the basic stuff, so I'm gonna level with ya. Truth is, the Hunters are all about knowin' things about everybody else. Yer gonna learn secrets that nobody else will know. It'll change the way you look at this whole city, and yer prolly not gonna like what you see, but you'll always know exactly what's goin' on under the coat of sugar. I wouldn't blame ya if you'd rather go hang with a Guild that doesn't deal in the worst of what Andalusst can offer."

Oren tenses up and then lets out a sigh,
"I'm more then experienced with the worst of something and all that comes after it." He replies

Cuffin's non-serious demeanor returns with a smirk at your response. "Is that so? Well... to be honest, I would've blamed ya, actually," he jokes with a lightly teasing tone. "Who doesn't wanna know everything about everybody? Life is all about keepin' yer options as open as possible 'til the right moment."

("Hey now this guy is speaking my language!") exclaimed Oren with a smile on his face. ("And what language would that be? Street?") Replied Ruby ("Oh shut up for once.")

Just then, the waiter comes into earshot, flippers laden with everyone's orders. As he hesitates with the platter containing Cuffin's meal, one can't help but wonder if he's contemplating on spitting in it. The Furret doesn't appear to be looking at him anyway... and your team may begin to suspect that he couldn't even if he wanted to. The silver platters are placed on the table with mild clatter, but Cuffin faces your team again before paying them any mind.

"Before we eat..." he interrupts, reaching down and palming the nearest glass. He holds it up and forward across the table. "Let's toast, to the new recruits," Cuffin proposes, though he leans in and adds with a whisper, "...That's you, just so ya know."

"Oh.. well to us then, the new recruits!"
As the glasses touch Oren can tell that a new chapter of his life awaits both him and his partner.
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