Thread: A Study in Colors [Azecreth & MoFo]

The Forest of Forgotten Falls had a boarder with a village that lived remotely and away from access to a full scale hunters school. So, they had to make due with hiring any freelance hunters that rolled through there. Lucky for them, two such hunters did in fact, roll through. Silver Belsh, and Alsot Lance two hunters in training who were not students at any of the major schools. Thus instead, they were hired in place of a small village having to go through a third party and spend the Lien they did not possess. So the boys took the job out of good faith, and were making their way down through the trees. The Autumn leaves dotting the dirt path. The two were known to be skilled. Having single handedly handled normal grimm with ease before. So how many you thinking there will be Al? The shorter individual said to the 9 foot tall man in a fortress like mobile suit of armor. Heavy blue armor. With a cape and various mechanical bits and pieces Atlas's secret project. The Behemoth Armor unit. Only one was made. The owner of it now working as a hunter for hire much like the ex-assassin Silver who walked with him wore a black tank top, paired with beige cargo shorts that went down and flared around his knees. His shoes were black with white soles. Also having white laces. His waist adorned with a belt, with two holsters and the butts of two revolvers sticking out. Attached to the belt were a pair of suspenders he could unhook and let drag behind him if for any style reason he needed too. He stood about 5'5 short for a boy his age.. I imagine it is a whole lot of them. The armored suit man would say through his heavy helmet. In hand a massive tower shield and a lance made of large rotating units. Upon him saying this his ears perked to the sound of howling and snarling. A look further would let him see the looks of trees falling, and the blast of dust energy going off between gaps in the trees. Looks like there are folks fighting them already Al... we should go help them. Silver said as he used his speed to rush forward and break through the brush firing off several rounds into the back of one of the beowolves, the metal rounds shooting holes into the beast, and when one of the bullets exits the chest of the beast, the silver haired boy vanished suddenly and was right outside the exit hole of the bullet. Then a noticeable red glow was visible from the hole and the black hide of the beowolf who was just as surprised by the sudden glow in his chest. Before it was to late and the thing turned out to be a dust bomb the boy placed in its chest. Causing it to burst like a balloon as showers of blood flooded the area where the blown up Beowolf was. This display caught the rest of the pack off guard. To which, another Beowolf was unlucky enough to suddenly be tank charged by the man in the massive armor suit, who burst through the brush much the same as the silver haired boy. The hulking 9 foot suit caused a sudden panic in the beowolves who by nature did attack prey larger and visibly stronger then them. However, that would not make much difference here, a rotating spear was jammed into the side of one who was then thrust up against a tree, a press of a button on the lance's shaft and the drill whirled to life. The grizzly sound of the spear piercing flesh and bone and the beowolf barking and howling as the tree was drilled through, as was the grimm. Sorry for dropping in ladies, thought you could use a bit of back up. The silver haired boy said wiping some grimm blood off his hands.