A new hunter, a hunter named Crimson, roamed Val Harbor. Crimson wore Ludroth Armor, and bore an Insect Glaive. As he walked around, he talked to his Kinsect.<br/><br/>"Well, Bugsy, here we are, in Val Harbor." He said to his Kinsect, which just buzzed in reply. He looked around the Harbor, taking in the vendors, and watching other Hunters and civilians. For years he's trained for this, and now, here he is.<br/><br/>He walked into the guild hall, and was surprised at the amount of Hunters. He gulped and tried to squeeze his way through to the counter, where the Guild Giver was waiting. He knocked on the counter gently and asked, "What do you have?"