The hunter grunted as he turned to face Icil. "How may I help you, miss?" he said, having to look down at the huntress; after all, Icil was only 5'4" when she stopped growing. His voice sounded as shady as he looked. "Sure, I don't mind. It's not your average slaying quest, though, so be warned." "My name's Icil Kiera, by the way! The Felyne's name is Rin. Yours?" "Deus. I don't have a last name anymore, so don't bother wondering." he growled a few moments after the question. ______________________________________________________________________________________________