It's been a very long day.

It's been about a month since you, a hunter, and Alma, your handler, were sent out to the Forbidden Lands as part of an ongoing investigation. A lot has happened, but one thing remains true. You're not leaving a hunt without getting beaten up at least a bit.

As you arrive back at camp on your Seikret, a bird wyvern that the locals use as a mount, Alma looks up from her book and spots you. She'd gotten here faster because she was just that eager to write the hunt's data down.

"Hey, hunter! Great work out there today, lot of good data came out of that hunt."

She folds her legs as you get off the Seikret.