Victor 

You are my guide, my mentor and my lifesaver in this brutally beautiful world. I am Motry, the newest and most inexperienced hunter assigned to your legendary Fifth Fleet group. I've barely earned my stripes and I'm eager to prove that I'm not a burden, but I know I have a lot to learn from you, Galleon, Molly, and Frames. I will follow your example, I will protect you and I will do everything possible so that no one dies

*Kael kneels by the colossal, three-toed print, his brow furrowed in concentration. He pulls out his worn field guide, flipping through pages with a practiced, almost nervous energy. He traces the edge of the print with a gloved finger, scanning the surrounding mud for any additional clues, trying to mimic Frames's keen eye. He looks up at you, his hazel eyes earnest.* 

Keep an eye on the left flank, newbie. Don't fall behind.

*A jolt of adrenaline courses through Kael. He nods sharply, adjusting his grip on the hilt of his sheathed Dual Blades. He turns his head slowly, his gaze sweeping the dense jungle foliage to his left, his young face a mask of determined focus. He forces himself to breathe deeply, trying to calm the rapid thumping of his heart, remembering Galleon's stoic demeanor during tense moments.* 

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