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[sonorous-eisfyl]

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For the while, he stood by idly

---- Letting Safine do all the talking and the such. He did notice her grip, but commented nothing until she gave him the honor of making the decision

Chaotic Gore Magala... he's only ever fought one with his other group, and that still proved to be a very tough fight in itself. The Frenzy Virus isn't fatal to humans the same way it is to monsters, but getting infected still was enough to cause the hunter to feel sick for a while.

Frosting hums thoughtfully, debating to himself about this. He had faith in both their abilities, and hell- maybe he'll even bring out Sorbet as a back up. As peaceful as it is, it still fought with the same ferocity as a bitter winter blizzard- even if Chaotic Gore were highly resistant to ice, Sorbet could probably help still if it came to it

"I believe we could do it," he remarks aftet a few more moments of thought.

"If we can't, then we'll call for backup- I'd like to see how that Mizutsune of yours fares against something like this anyway,"

That was the "I like watching monsters have at it for scientific reasons" side of him, probably. And as stupid as it may be to be tackling this, they were both quite experienced on their own. Besides, it's best to grant that poor thing a merciful death sooner than later he thinks

Frosting taps his cane on the ground, planning out whatever he might need to bring first. A lot of nulberries for sure, potions... he'll have to make sure his bowgun is working as intended too...

"Anyway! I'll have to prep my weapon, maybe keep Sorbet on me in case we need more help- sound fine?"

"That settles it, then~!"

Safine had and always will thoroughly enjoy Frosting's moments of faux-drama, a dead giveaway of his comfort in any given situation. If anything she felt immensely loved and even honoured, knowing that he trusted her enough to be so playful. It took every fibre of her entire being to not immediately scoop him up and pepper his face in kisses, which would have undoubtedly embarrassed him and made him go red like a Fatty Tomato.

But, fortunately for Frosting, she did not do just that.

She did, however, slow down her pace just a little. Indeed, having known him for so long she was also well-aware of his bad knee & arthritis combo. For a brief moment she turned her head away from him, concealing a bitter grimace as memories of that day dredged themselves up. The panic of seeing him broken, the fear of losing him forever, the indescribable rage unleashed upon the beast that harmed him, the aftermath of the butchered mess that was the wyvern... Safine shook her head, banishing the thoughts.

(Princess) Chichae, the ever-reliable Quest Damsel, gave the pair an adorable curtsy as they approached. Beaming, she greeted them with the same kind of warm, innocent affection she held for every single person in Elgado.

"Rider Safine, Hunter Frosting, it's good to see you~!" Chichae chimed. "How may I help you?"

Chichae was another person Safine felt immense familial love for, and just like with Frosting it took her a lot of self-control to not immediately baby the literal princess. The Kingdom's queen may view Safine favourably, but that may very well change for the worse if the latter did something unfathomably stupid. So, instead, Safine simply gave a polite bow.

However, Frosting would be able to feel her grip on his hand tightening to a discomforting degree.

"Likewise," Safine responded sweetly. "We're looking to go on a hunting quest. Do you have any large targets weak to Fire, perhaps?"

At that Chichae hummed, opening her signature bag and riffling through for any quests with this specific requirement. After some time she closed it shut, unsatisfied, instead moving to the quest board and scanning carefully. Almost an entire minute passed before she gasped softly, standing up on her toes to reach a piece of paper and failing miserably. Chichae may be an efficient worker, but that did little to counter the fact that she was still a child and thus vertically challenged. It was not until she did a little hop did she finally grab the paper, pulling it off the board and quickly presenting it to Safine and Frosting.

Chichae seemed a little winded. How adorable.

"Here you go," she gasped, catching her breath from the brief exertion, "a quest for a Chaotic Gore Magala."

Safine's eyes widened at the quest target being revealed.

Chichae continued, looking down at the paper and gently, mournfully stroking it, "Bahari has explained to me how the Chaotic variant is formed. The poor thing... It must be suffering immensely."

Safine turned her gaze back to Frosting, an uncertain frown on her face. He would have known her long enough to know that this expression should worry him. After all, in an immediate fight Chaotic Gore Magala were arguably even more dangerous than the adult Shagaru Magala. Not to mention the Frenzy Virus...

"The decision's yours, Frosty. If you're not feeling confident, we can look for something a little less... hazardous."

'Hazardous' was putting it mildly.

[sonorous-eisfyl]

30-Day Monster Hunter OC Questionnaire

Day 17: Tempermant

Someone has an issue with your hunter. How would they react? Does your hunter handle confrontation well? Are they prone to fighting, or are they a pacifist? 

Dependant on the part of the timeline. Pre Iceborne he was prone to being a doormat, and would fawn instantly in hopes that would be enough to appease the opposing party

During Iceborne he may stand up for himself if accused in bad faith but he’s still quite easy to push over

Risebreak is the same, but he has a little more fight in him unless threatened. He usually, however, backs down first as to avoid conflict and stay peaceful

[sonorous-eisfyl]

// @wolfvirago || cont.

It did feel quite odd to be standing there

---- In the midst of glistening, bright halls. Within crowds of people who were much, much more well off than he was. Having been invited by proxy by the royal knights of the Elgado outpost, Frosting of course took the invitation to possibly a one in a lifetime chance to tag along to a fancy ball such as this

He'd spent much more of his time hanging around the sideline awkwardly, seeing as he was quite out of place in such a setting. A ballroom was not monster hunting grounds, and he was nowhere near even being a noble-- let alone any ranking close to one. Yet despite the inherent fear of somehow making a fool of himself, he went around to see more of the room. Away from the main group he came with and somehow- was now talking to Robin in the sea of the people

"Yea I... suppose I can understand that much," he answers, adjusting his collar in hopes of feeling even slightly more comfortable in his suit.

With the occasion, of course came the fancy clothing- and despite his regular clothing probably being considered that, he got a suit tailored just for this event. A shame, really. He was in the mood for a cute sparkly dress- but now that he's seen the dresses of the other women and such with their layers... maybe the feeling of white silk on his skin is bearable. Chainmail and armor layers were quite different to the layers of fabric after all. Compared to the many other walks of life and fashion here, his group may look like an oddball gathering of people. There was at least him and Odessa who were scar ridden hunters under their fancy clothes, probably a few knights and of course the royals

Stars, just being here was exhausting. The crowd was beginning to get suffocating With a few idle light taps of his cane on the polished floor, he speaks again

"Forgive me here- a bit of a minor curiosity- how... how do any of you survive here with that many layers anyway? Is that just the norm of dress for people here? Because if it is, that seems like absolute hell in the heat,"

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character headcanon generator

"H-hey! That's not true! I'm-- I'm good at that! I'm good at lying! Is that even something I should be saying?"

Frosting, my dear boy, you suck at lying. That sentence in itself was a prime example. Have you not noticed with the past few threads.

[sonorous-eisfyl]

How is your soul perceived?

the kindred spirit

your soul is like a mirror for others to find their own beauty. you see the best in people and you strive to bring it out in them. you draw all sorts of people to yourself and you make them feel seen. but who sees you? you try so hard to take care of everyone else, watering everyone else's garden until there's nothing left for your own flowers. when will you fight for your own heart as strongly as you try to nurture others?

stolen from: @a-musing-mixologist

[sonorous-eisfyl]

30-Day Monster Hunter OC Questionnaire

Day 30: Ending Free Space

Tell us one more fact about your hunter. Happy Hunting!

Big fan of dresses and skirts! He’s usually seen wearing pants, even with dresses and skirts- but at some point he circled back into enjoying wearing them casually.

For a while in his life, he actively seeked out more “masculine” looks and while he also does fancy that, feminine styled and cutesy outfits appeal more to him

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30-Day Monster Hunter OC Questionnaire

Day 24: Facade

Is your hunter good at lying? Do they tend to keep their feelings to themselves, or are they open and straightforward?

No. Lol.

Horrible liar, yet somehow convincing enough probably due to needing to pretend to be completely ok with his old abusive group.

He has a poor habit of burying his feelings, after being unable to really share them with anyone without being shut down until he met Odessa. In Rise he’s still guilty of it, especially when highly stressed. But he’s very easy to read emotionally and will admit it with some gentle prodding

[sonorous-eisfyl]

". . . Huh?"

---- He blinks. Taking a solid few seconds to process what Alfie was implying. But once he did, he brings his hands up again to gesture quickly alongside a nervous chuckle to say that no- no that is not what happened thankfully. He was so used to having something to lean on, he never ever notices how he keeps all his weight to one side without support. It's times like these where he wishes he brought out the glaive, but he was originally here to take care of some smaller monsters and the bowgun made quicker work than a melee

"W-well, no I mean... I mean if I did step on one I'd definitely be bleeding a lot more right now,"

With how the traps were- if they were capable of harming a Lagombi to the extent it did, he'd hate to imagine just what would happen if a smaller boy like him accidentally got caught. The injury would be recoverable still, but that'd definitely still hurt like hell and do serious damage.

The rider pointing out the other trap makes him turn to look in the direction, the slightest hint of an embarrassed blush to go with his quiet "oh," forming as he spots it. Rubbing his arm awkwardly, he keeps his gaze on it a little longer. He'll have to disarm that, and possibly a few others if that one was so... close by. That will come in a moment though, and the hunter turns back toward Alfie

"You don't have to, really! I-- I'm fine, I swear!" his tone may seem a little unconvincing, but further observation would note how he didn't seem to have any outward injury. No blood or bloodstains, no bandages...

"But um... y-yes I, I would like to sit down at least... I'll-- I'll go disarm the trap nearby and then take a rest, I won't stop you if you... want to, um, look at my leg if you think I'm lying or anything though?"

With a nod he gives her a soft, thankful smile. He definitely needed to sit down before his knee decides it needs to screw him over in an important situation should it arise

Alfie studies him for another moment, observing his posture. A brow quirks up slightly. He's got all of his weight to one side. Bad leg? She squints for a moment, contemplating whether or not say something.

"That what happened to your leg?" She means the traps. Did you step in one and get your leg caught?

Hope seems to whuff as if asking 'yeah, did you?'

"No offense, but you don't look like you're in any condition to be standing, let alone collecting dangerous traps from the area. By the way- you passed right by one on the way here. Behind that tree under the nettleberry brush."

She points to said spot for emphasis. Behind lush green leaves lie metal spikes poised and ready to clamp down on whatever unfortunate creature tripped their spring. It'd been out of the way of the chase, thankfully- but it was close enough to be uncomfortable.

"Do you want to sit down and have me look at your leg?" It's offered awkwardly. She's not used to engaging beyond the quick bark to leave. But he seems a little too tender-hearted for such ruthlessness.

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30-Day Monster Hunter OC Questionnaire

Day 13: Music

What kind of music do you associate with your hunter? Do you have a specific song or playlist that makes you think of them?

This one actually isn't something I can't answer at all- because I am briefly the kind to never quite associate music, songs or playlists of my characters (with the only case being with my Hollow Knight gijinkas)

Villain by teniwoha however is just a fun one to think about with Frosting so I'll leave it with that

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30-Day Monster Hunter OC Questionnaire

Day 11: Inventory

What does your hunter normally carry with them during quests?

Potions, bowgun ammo, traps, and tranqs are the usual. Nulberries and other ailment healing items are on the table dependant on the monster

Once he became a handler though, he brings more which includes his cane (retractable so he can pull it out whenever), whatever he used to carry while hunting alone, lifepowders/dust of life, demon and armorskin powders to support his party and so forth

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30-Day Monster Hunter OC Questionnaire

Day 9: Bond

Does your hunter have a partner or significant other(s)?

Not canonically in the romance department. He never gets together with anyone in source. But he Does get a little bit of a passing crush on Bahari during his time in Elgado and that confused him greatly since he's only ever experienced romance exactly once before that point (a passing crush on Odessa that they awkwardly talked out)

Being demi-pan does that to you

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"They're quite interesting for an Elder, actually! You see they've essentially become symbiotic with effluvium. . ."

---- Well, Church. You've activated his ecology ramble mode. Have fun! Frosting keeps on moving as he started explaining Vaal Hazak's relationship to the Rotton Vale, gesturing with his free hand as he did. He was... extremely invested in rambling, in a charming way perhaps. It was clear he enjoyed talking about this kind of thing. They make their way deeper into the vale, still with not much ambience beyond the occasional scuttling of endemics and the soft buzz of the scoutflies

". . . and as such, they regulate effluvium of the vale and is what we actually consider as the so called ruler of this ecosystem specifically... Vaal can't do what it does without the effluvium, and-- "

The hunter pauses as he reaches where the entrance of the area girros usually nested, realizing that he's essentially went on an entire ramble without stopping even for a moment to consider if Church was actually interested in hearing any of it. He takes a breath, sighing afterward in an apologetic chuckle

"Sorry about that I-- I get a little carried away sometimes, you could've told me to shut up whenever.."

"Odogaron... ugh, that's the freaky canyne-looking monster that you and Mari ran into, wasn't it?"

Mari had told him the story, though she had left out a good majority of the details--mostly because Church spent too much time fussing over her to pay much attention beyond that.

"Let's hope we don't run into any of those..."

He, too, paused to look around, watching Helmcrabs rummage through the earth--or the meat above it, it was hard to tell--and Hornetaurs flee in fright from Sparks' approach as the Gendrome snuffled the ground through his mask.

"Never heard of Vaal Hazak, though. I don't even wanna think about the kind of Elder Dragon that thrives in this shithole..."

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30-Day Monster Hunter OC Questionnaire

Day 8: Comrades

Does your hunter have a group they prefer to hunt with? Do they hunt with strangers? Or would they rather hunt alone?

He did have an old group he was adopted into- but they were highly abusive and eventually were kicked out of the Commission to be dealt with by the Guild. He hunted mainly with Odessa afterward, and Emilia when she was available.

In Kamura he mainly supports the group dealing with the rampage with the other friends and such that he has. But even if he wanted to go alone, he’d be unable to due to the fact the Guild keeps a close eye on him since he’s disabled

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30-Day Monster Hunter OC Questionnaire

Day 5: Monsters

Does your hunter have a favourite monster, or have one associated with them?

His favourite is Paolumu due to how he finds them quite cute, and enjoys their soft fur

Velkhana however is the main monster associated with him (if the blog's entire theme didn't make that much obvious)

I'm not actually sure how it got to this point, but after Sorbet came into play that's just kind of how it happened