The Huntsman Krieg

You Can't Spell Team Without Meat!

Krieg liked these bullheads, he liked to fantasize about piloting one... then taking it for an explosive joyride. Oh Well, maybe one day. Many of the other passengers were giving him strange looks, whether it was because he was a head taller than everyone else, he was shirtless, in a mask or because he had made his presence known the only way he knew how.

"THE LIVER POISONS MY SKIN IN THE MOSH PIT!"

Those present around him looked at him in his bizzare attire and after hearing what was just spewed out of his mouth? They were going to keep their distance. Upset by this, Krieg decided to search for friends on another part of this flying contraption. He had hoped to find Ruby, she was nice to him, even if it was just giving him a cookie and a compliment on his favourite axe. But she was nowhere to be found, this made him anxious. He thought she was going to be here, she was invited by the same guy wasn't she? He knew he shouldnt have tuned out most of that conversation.

It wouldn't have made much of a difference. Don't worry so much, we'll see her again soon.

"A RAZOR ACROSS THE HEART TO SILENCE THE DRUMS?!"

Yeah big guy.

Picking up a voice from the a screen in the ship, Krieg saw a very strange looking lady, almost like she was... drawn? Called Lisa Lavender.

"In other news, sightings of the Masked Murderer being seen across Remnant have ceased, although none have come forth to claim any of the many bounties placed upon him, the bounties being placed on him by the ATLAS and Mistral governments and none other than Jacques Schnee himself for the Psycho's frequent attacks on Schnee mining facilities. This spike of inactivity has left many to believe that the killer has gone into hiding. The authorities encourage any and all civilians who see this man to contact their nearest Huntsman or Huntress and to avoid his attention at all costs. Many people have claimed see this man butcher bandits, members of the white fang and on occasion GRIMM while screaming obscene phrases toward those he is fighting, he leaves no survivors of his attacks, always going for the kill in a grotesque display of viscera. We will report more as new information arisas."

Well, we should've seen that coming.

"GOUGE OUT MY EYES AND FILL MY SKULL WITH BACON!"

After the Bullhead landed, Krieg was of the first people off of it. He was in search of his friend, he knew she'd be alright, but he liked her company. She didn't treat him like a freak as soon as she saw him, and while she didn't seem to like his gore talk, she also wasn't driven away by it. So, he performed the tried, tested and true method of... wandering around until he found her. Needless to say, he never found his way out of the courtyard, too many people to move around, he wondered why he couldn't just swing his axe around and remove some of them the old fashioned way.

Because of the deal we made, that's why.

"A CONTRACT BOUND TO MY FLESH!"

Oh right, the deal. Well, he could still think about it though. Over his thoughts and the bustling of the people, a large explosion made itself known somewhere in front of him. Well... Ruby could wait right? it's not every day he finds a fellow explosives enthusiast. One of his favourite things about finding stuff that just went boom is the fact they always left a lovely smoke trail to follow.

"THE EASE OF THE HUNT"

He mused to himself, as he hastily made his way to the site of the explosion. Upon reaching it, there were two girls, one covered in soot. It was strange though, one of them almost looked like–