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A Fantasy Tale set in a land torn apart by a powerful energy called "Magi" an energy used to power the cities of the world, howev...
The recruit with his seal of approval in hand took a steady walk through the crowded main streets of the city of 'New Haven' on his way through a market everyone would take notice of the hunters wax seal on the letter he was carrying, gossiping between themselves. The seal was almost instantly recognizable in this place for the hunters were sorts of guardians, defending from the creations of the Magi energy located outside the walls.
He finally reached his destination past the crowded streets and found his way to a less bustling street, it was clear this particular district was avoided by citizens of the city as it was a protected area, Even with the seal in hand the cities 'Angel Guard' would stop him in the streets, with a few exchanged words the troubles were avoided.
Finally at the door of the Headquarters of the 'The Hunters' the famous insignia was carved into the door with beautiful craftsman ship, Two hunters were stood outside on guard duty, Both were wearing the same red cloaked plate Armour as the interviewer though noticeably less battle scarred, One of the guards was a scrawny figure with a face with strong features, his jawline chiseled and his posture giving him quite a vain demeanor, the styled geld up brown hair not denying this case, The other was a chubby male man with equally strong features in his face however he had let down light brown hair and his posture was more relaxed and approachable, noticeably skipping out on there duties as they appeared to be discussing personal life matters...
"She did not?!"
"She did!"
"You have to be kidding me? She really said that?!"
"I know right! What can i say? Its her loss, she wouldn't know good looking if it smacked her in the f.."
They turn there heads quickly towards the new recruit and panic as they rush back to a professional posture and both clear there throats. "Welcome to The Hunters Lodge! I am Ralph! state your business!" said the scrawny figure, definitely looking as if he was trying to hard to be professional, which his friend caught on to, simply looking at him puzzled whispering "What the heck was that voice?", the reply from Ralph simply being a somewhat nervous twitch.
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The recruit sat there and listened, he always tried to keep his cool, but he found the two hilarious to say the least, he looked to Ralphs friend "And you are?" he looked surprised that he was being directly spoken to, he composed himself his words stuttering a bit but eventually managing to utter the words "Delmontus Reporting for duty!, Who might you be?" a sudden silence took hold on the recruit but eventually he responded "Call me what you like Delmontus, I don't particularly have a name after all... my friends just called me 'wolf'"
Ralph and Delmontus look at each other for a moment both making the same sound 'Ehh' Ralph looked to him and asked on why he had this name, The recruit explained the origins of his name were simply because he wouldn't associate himself with other kids at younger age and was often compared to the stereotypical 'Lone Wolf' type. Delmontus looked to him and nodded, "Well a wolf also works well in a pack right?! We can be your pack now!, head on inside and get yourself acquainted with the sword master, he will show you to your quarters! Welcome to the Hunters Wolf"
