There was something seriously wrong in this city. Once again there had been another monster taking away all of the fish, but this time the monster had been spotted and apparently this one was big. Bryson stood on the docks as the fishermen gathered around to tell the small child the situation. They were frantic, much more afraid than they had been about the other monsters. Bryson placed his hands on his waist and turned his head to the side, trying to understand them all. Then, he raised his hand to silence them. From behind he could hear the large flapping of wings, so quickly he turned. However, the only person he saw was the man he had previously met known as Bedlam. B squinted his eyes, already slightly annoyed. Was this person following him or something? Their sudden appearance was unsettling for the young Desiertan hunter. As Bryson rolled his eyes he turned back towards the fishermen. "Alright, I'll figure it out." he said to the men.

The Savannan child then began making his way to Bedlam for a number of reasons. One he wanted to know if he was being followed. Bedlams answer may have prompted hi to get shot right in the face. The second reason was to get a closer look at his flying companion. Bryson had never seen an actual Gryphon up close and it was truly a sight to behold. Finally, Bedlam may have been useful for this monster hunting job. So, when Lil B finally approached the person he asked; "I just saw you yesterday. Are you following me?"

So Bedlam was dealing with the monster too. Figures. Bryson was listening to Bedlam, but he was far more interested in his companion. The hunter couldn't help but wonder just how hostile the Griffen was. Most were know to be harmless and very social- at leas towards people, though he couldn't say the same for their prey. Bedlam brushed the boy off and said that he had a job to do. In response, the Desiertan simply rolled his eyes and began walking back towards the group of fisherman who had called the Rune Knights to come help in the first place, meanwhile Bedlam was mounting his companion. Just as Bryson had been walking towards his original position, the boy could se the griffen coming straight for him. Swiftly, he ducked, allowing the animal and its master to fly over him without touching him.

Now the Knight was annoyed and once again this weirdo was the reason why. It was probably better to ignore him, because unlike him Bryson was actually an authoritative figure here and the fishermen were interested in him. They knew him already considering this would be the third time he helped them, so it was safe to say they were comfortable with their choice. "We have a boat ready right?" One of the fishermen nodded, leading the way to the big boat sitting in the water just waiting to sail. Quickly the fisherman jumped into the boat and B jumped in right after before they began sailing. Though his focus should have been on the task at hand, his eyes were on Bedlam the annoying.

Bryson stepped onto the boat and immediately twisted his lips. No matter how many of the same quests, despite how much stronger he's gotten, one thing has never changed; his fear of large bodies of water. Bryson refused to make that obvious though. Even now, his twisted face could have simply been a result of the smell of the seawater, or maybe because he was sea-sick. There was no real indication that he feared the water itself. The young boy took big slow breaths as him and the sailor traversed the waters. Last time he had hunted whatever was taking the fish away from the fishermen he found the beast hanging out in a cavern. Bryson was sure that this would be the same thing. The sailor turned to look at the young page, asking if he was alright. With a twisted smile Bryson simply nodded. Bedlam was above the waters flying on his Griffen. That would have been a much better place to be, Bryson thought. One of these days he would have to get a mount just like that one. They were beautiful gentle beasts who could take him to other countries if he truly wanted to go. Bracing himself, the page ignored the brown skinned man in the sky. He wished that Bedlam would go away because he would really only make his job harder. Lil B was normally a patient kid, but this particular individual had pushed his buttons more than one time. He wouldn't forget that the Informant tried to attack him with his mount.

The boat began to near the small little island that harbored a cave. As Bryson neared in he couldn't hair anything unordinary, but he could smell something foul- like dead fish. When the boat hit the tip of the land, the fisherman took the anchor out of the boat and dropped it into the sea. The sailor turned and nodded at Bryson who slowly made his way to the front of the boat before hopping off and entering the cave. It was empty, so he continued forward until he saw glowing orbs all stacked on top of each other. Eggs, he thought. Right beside the eggs there were three bags of fish, some flapping around and some dead. With a sigh Bryson grabbed the bags and quickly exited the cave. There was nothing dangerous here so maybe the monster was done taking away all of the fish. Once Bryson reached the boat, he threw the nets of fish into the boat. The Sailor looked up at him with a smile as he began to step into the boat. Glancing upward, B could see Bedlam still in the sky. As much as he hated to admit it, Bedlam was doing exactly what should be done. He seemed to be scouting the area to see if he could spot any monster in the water.The fishermen did mention that the monster was huge but they could have been over exaggerating. Either way, the Desiertan needed to be sure.

Finally the boat was on its way back towards the port. The fish were safely covered by a plastic covering in the boat as they wiggled around trying to survive as best they could. The Hunter Bryson watched as Bedlam was playing in the water on his Griffen. Suddenly, he felt a drop hit his forehead. The Desiertan hunter looked up and could see the dark clouds quickly swarming in. With a sigh Bryson faced forward again, trying to keep his composure as the boat moved. The water around him was bound to rise f the rain began to pick up, so Bryson tried to think about anything else. The boat didn't take too long to get to the port where the Rune Knight proudly delivered the nets full of fish to the fisherman. They cheered. Now they could distribute the fish amongst themself. Bryson was here only to make sure that they could at and provide for their families. Bryson turned around to see what the other brown skinned man was up to and still he was playing with the damn water. With a sigh Bryson folded his arms, watching the strange man then it all clicked. Bedlam was trying to cause the sea creature to come from outside of the water. As the rain picked up, Bryson slowly began to draw his gun out of its holster, waiting for the moment the beast-whatever it was- rose up from the water if it ever did. The fishermen were done cheering as they turned to see what the one called Bedlam was doing.

Suddenly the water around Bedlams hand began to wave, as if something was actually beginning to come to the surface. In the span of a a few moments the beast had surfaced close to the port. A King crab monster somehow swam from the depths of the sea to munch on whatever Bedlam had been using to bait it. Bryson's eyes widened slightly. He had never seen a creature so strange, or one so big. Today he had met two noteworthy beasts; a King Crab, and a Gryphon. Bedlam began to lead the crab away, but Bryson had been here before. The reason he had done this twice before was because the freaking monsters kept coming back and stealing fish. With a frown the boy ran towards the edge the dock where the beast had been following Bedlam and his griffin before lifting his gun and pulling the trigger. The bullet would fly at intense speeds hitting the back of the crab straight through its little peaking head. Bedlam was stupid. Moving the beast away wouldn't stop it from eating the fish and making it harder for people to survive. Bryson assumed thats what he was trying to do. So the Hunter took care of the problem with ease. The King crab would immediately die before slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea, where the other bottom feeders would peck at it until it was nothing more than a shell. With nothing left to do, the Rune Knight turned away and left.