At Rolan's offer, Rider removed his sword from its holster and laid it up against the side of the couch, taking a seat there afterward and crossing his arms as he waited.<br/><br/>Rolan offered a smile to Arbalest as she entered the room frantically. She quickly realized she was on time, though, and since an explanation was not needed, he turned his focus back to the papers in front of him. A few moments later she spoke again, this time asking a question.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"So, we're waiting on the others, yeah?"</span><br/><br/>Rolan nodded. "Correct, Arbalest; although-" His explanation would have to wait, as another group of two entered the door at that moment. The sudden interruption made him jump a bit, but luckily he didn't drop his papers this time. "Ah, Plague and Joker, right on time. Have a seat." He looked at the four who were here now for a moment in contemplation, and before long, Plague spoke up.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"So, how many more are we waiting on, approximately?"</span><br/><br/>"..Actually, I think we'll have to make do with the four of you. As much as I would prefer sending more of you, most of the Breakers are off on missions at the moment." He took a moment to push his glasses back up and cleared his throat, turning his focus toward one of the papers in his hands. "And it is because of one of those teams that I called you here. We have received an urgent request for aid from a group of Beakers about half a mile to the north, who were scavenging in the nearby ruins. Apparently, they were assaulted by a Behemoth."<br/><br/>Rider's eyes went wide at those words, and he leaned forward, setting his hands on his knees. "A Behemoth, that close to town? You're kidding me, right?"<br/><br/>"I'm afraid not," replied Rolan, looking at the group. "It would seem the beast has taken to calling the ruins its home, and it doesn't appreciate intruders. I know each of you are very skilled at what you do, but I want you to approach this situation with the utmost of caution. While we certainly don't want a Behemoth skulking around this close to Arlen, losing some of our most talented Breakers doesn't strike me as very appealing, either."<br/><br/>Before speaking again, Rolan adjusted his glasses once more and stared down at the paper in front of him. "Now, I'm aware some of you may not have encountered a Behemoth before, so let me go over the details. Behemoth's are massive quadrupedal beasts with incredible strength. They are, if I may say, rather unintelligent, so I highly advise you to use that to your advantage." He took a moment to flip to another page, and then spoke again. "Now, in terms of their usual abilities, they have razor-sharp claws on each of their feet, and despite the fact that they walk on all fours, they are perfectly capable of balancing on three and using one of their forefeet to attack. In addition, there are sharp spikes along the front of their forelegs, and they tend to use those in tandem with their speed for a deadly charge. They have a rather powerful jaw, but they do not often use it to attack. Surprisingly, they are herbivorous by nature, from what we have observed."<br/><br/>He placed the papers down in front of him, and looked over the four Breakers sitting in front of him. "Need I remind you though, that this is one of the Gehna we're discussing, so keep your eyes out and expect the unexpected. Any questions?"<br/><br/>Rider was already standing up and grabbing his weapon as the explanation was finished. "Any casualties yet?" he asked simply, already walking towards the door to leave.<br/><br/>"None that we know of. Try to keep it that way, please."