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As Ayen ran towards the monster he did not see the one that had just arrived until it was too late. A wave of pain hit him as he felt a tentacle hit his side. He was then sent flying at such a force that when he hit a near by tree, the tree almost fell down. A huge dent was left in the trunk as Ayen fell to the ground.

Landing on the ground, Ayen winced. He did not stand a chance against these things. But I have to keep on fighting, he told himself. With this thought in mind, he forced himself to stand up, despite of the pain that was threatening to overtake him. He used his sword to push himself up and when he did he looked up at the monsters through his stormy grey eyes.

He knew that this was probably the end for him, but he did not care; he would do anything to protect the earth.

Quentyn Varco quietly entered the Tavern, not that he cared if anyone took notice of him. Quentyn stood at an average five feet, ten inches and had a modest build. His steel grey eyes took in the smelly, noisy tavern as he moved over to the bar, and took a seat next to a depressed looking young lady. He was dressed in the common traveling clothes, tunic and trousers with a hooded cloak covering them. A couple of odd things stood out however, such as his hair, which was a strange blue, and his equipment. Besides his pack, which he placed at his feet, he carried only a shield of sorts. It was medium sized, circular, and it appeared to have an 'edge'. "Dwarven Ale." Quentyn told the barkeep when he came over to serve him.

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[This is set in medieval times and it is fantasy so magic is allowed... Also, no, all Quest Hunters do not know each other]

(( alright, thanks again, and sorry for asking so many questions >_< ))

Quentyn turned in his seat and looked over at the inquisitive young woman. He paused to think for just a moment before answering."Aye. I 'aven't stayed over long in any one place." Quentyn said as the Bartender delivered his drink. "Thank ye." He told the Bartender politely as he payed the required gold. Then turning back to the Lady, he brushed a lock of blue hair out of his eyes as he asked, "But why would ye be wantin' to know about that?"