Bruce
*Shuuto watched as the sun began to lower itself in the sky... A sight to behold as ever in these parts. However, he had no such plans to watch the sun fall and the stars appear - Shuuto had a job to do, and Katsu was on his side.* "Sun's getting low. We should find some intel before the farmers turn in for the night." *Shuuto found that he enjoyed working with Katsu. Most would dismiss Hinode as a loud-mouthed jackass who cared more about personal glory than his comrades. However, Shuuto was just as selfish and he hated himself for it.*

*Shuuto grabbed his belongings from the ground around him, packing them neatly into his satchel. With a bit of effort, he tightened his toolbelt around his waist and unsheathed his rapier. He examined the blade closely... It would suffice. Sheathing it once more, he turned to where Katsu was.* "You have any idea for what we are up against?" *Katsu was smart, a tactical perfectionist. Even if it pissed the guy off, asking his thoughts would prove to be of benefit.*

*He wasn't showing it, but he was excited. This was his first mission without his Father's eyes on him... Which only meant his work here needed to be perfect, not a single second should be wasted if he was to avoid the Old Man's ire and critique. Shuuto looked to the sky one last time, as the red around the setting sun intensified... He hated that colour, more than anything. Glancing to his partner once more, Shuuto was set and ready to go.*

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Bobbie
When Shuuto initially spoke, the Tiger only gave him a grunt of acknowledgement in response. He had been traveling in his full animal form to get some use out of his keen sense of smell, but thus far hadn't picked up anything of note. As the sky shifted to orangey-red hues that would soon fade to purples and deep blues, Katsu transformed into his more familiar humanoid visage and adjusted the cloak on his shoulders. 

"Could be anything. Axe Beak, Chorg, Griffon, Owlbear, Wyvern, Werewolf, maybe some kind of demon. I can't smell anything right now, so asking around is our best bet to get anything right now." As he spoke, the barbarian made sure to check his scimitar, his elbow and knee pads, and took a moment to get a feel for his magic before he began walking toward the center of town. 

As he strolled, it looked more like stomping, along the pathways his gaze kept darting from one figure to another as if he was looking for anything suspicious besides their frantic attempts to seal things up for the night. Whatever was terrorizing the town, it was strong hungry enough to kill and eat several kills in a month. To Katsu, that just meant whatever it was would be more fun to fight. So long as they could find the damn thing considering how elusive it seemed based on the job listing.
Tamara
The pair strode into Girian proper. Their long journey seeming to come to its conclusion as they were greeted with the sight of the village. A long stretch of road cut through it, continuing on further down in to the wildlands of the kingdom. As though this village itself was simply a resting place that became larger than it was expected to. You would be hard pressed to find a building with more than a single floor, even more to find one without a hole in the roof freshly patched with old wood and nails.

The only thing that was worth note would be the sight of the fields of wheat. The dwindling sunlight illuminating the golden sea which covered most of the land surrounding the town. Stalks stretching up to the sky and ready for harvest. The farms who till the lands with calloused hands and sweat dripping from their brow were absent as the sun went down. Their bounty unclaimed as fear grips the village of what happens when the sun goes down.

The hunters would not be at fault if they suspected the village itself to be abandoned. The streets were empty with the only sounds of life from inside the homes were the sounds of scrapping furniture and and hushed whispers as hastily made barricades were constructed. 

Walking the streets were a few members of the village watch. The first they would see would be the one watching the north where the hunters arrived from. An old gambeson around his torso and a rusted spear in his hand. A keen eye would be able to see the bindings along the top of the shaft hinting at a crude binding being the only thing keeping the weapon together. His eyes were fixed on the outskirts as he only gave the pair a quick nod as the stepped past him.

Three more members of the watch could be seen at the village square. All as poorly equipped as the man at the front. A grim look on their faces indicating that they knew full well how dire their situation was. How helpless they were that whatever terrorized their home was something they were woefully unable to stop.

Yet the doomed protectors of the village were not the only ones who braved the dark. At the center of this village was a shrine. A small and humble thing. With it a statue depicting two people. A humanoid knelt before the other. An arm outstretched in a pled for aid. The other a satyr woman. Her features much more defined as a gentle smile could be seen carved on her face. Her hands placed on the top and bottom of the other. As though in an effort to comfort them. This satyr would be the goddess Aena. The mother of the satyrs and goddess of healing and harvest as well as patron goddess of this village. Though, it was clear this shrine was quite old. Aside from several offerings placed before it from desperate villagers, it was covered in moss along the cracked stone now weathered with age.

Before this shrine was an older woman knelt in prayer. She was dressed in dark green robes that stretched all the way past her knees. A symbol along the back depicting a pair of hands reaching out to a sun. The symbol of the goddess herself.

The pair would arrive as she brought this prayer to its conclusion. The woman turning to face the both of them as she let her hood fall to her shoulders. Though her eyes seemed tired, weathered from recent events she had a gentle smile.

"Welcome to Girian, young men. Have you come seeking the blessing of the faun mother in these trying times?"
Bruce
"Greetings milady. Blessings would be of use to us. We are Journeymen Onibi and Hinode from the Adventurer's Guild." *The Knight placed a hand to his chest in greeting to the Elder. He tried his best to formulate a small smile. He had read somewhere that a Symbol of Peace should always save with a smile. Yet to the Onibi Heir, he was lacking that motivation for now.* "We heard your Village is in dire need of heroes. You have some form of beast haunting this place and we intend to capture or slay it, well... We will do our best to."

*The Shifter's dry humour may have been lost on the woman before them, so he tried his best to give a small chuckle. His eyes drifted for a moment to the sea of gold in the lingering twilight. Shuuto thought it a pity; these Farmers have a bountiful harvest, ripe for the taking. Yet fear and despair has gripped their hearts. They would rather sacrifice their livelihood to the carnage of this beast than risk their lives for the sake of a harvest. It was a wise, yet unfortunate display of humanity - cowering in fear of one beast. The skeptic within him wondered if this creature was even worth the hassle, but looking at the damaged buildings and barricaded windows... He soon discarded that thought.*

"We seek information to help you and your Settlement in whatever ways we can. Anything, even a rumour or a foggy glance at the foe ahead would do us a world of good in preparation." *That much was true. So far Katsu and Shuuto had no clue what they were up against. The Barbarian's tactical mind was usually accurate and never steered them wrong, but even the prideful Tiger at his side would surely see the benefit in prying some clues for their initial investigation.*

"Has anyone seen the creature haunting the town? Maybe it left tracks or claw marks, something to give us a clue to its location and habits gives us a vital edge moving forward. Anything to add Katsu?"

*"Why do I regret giving him a window to speak?" Shuuto questioned.*

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Tamara
So uh... Been near a month. We still interested in this?