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Salmon Bruchetta [uturn +don]

Tyr groaned as he stashed away the crest into his storage chest. "All that work and just a damn crest" He cursed under his breath. On top of everything else his armor was ruined, again, and he needed a new weapon, again. With a huff, he made his way over to the closet and fitted himself in another set of leather armor then accepted the newest quest. Using the money he had he bought another machete and ventured out to take down the target. "This fucker better be easier..."
 
(When he gets better stuff, gathering and fixing it will be done by the same things that bring him back when he dies.)

This area was a deep canyon, a small grassy area with a wide nest of dry grass. Up ahead female moans and whimpers echoed off the walls.
 
(Noted)

Tyr made his way through the dusted canyon, until the sound of whimpering caught his ears. Gripping his weapon he diverted from the trail toward the source of the sound, wondering if it'd lead to his current mark.
 
A thin Jaggia girl was bent over the rocky ground, the Great Jaggi ramming deeply into her, hissing in climax and clawing her back hard enough to draw blood. She whimpered and squirted around him, the beast cumming with visible force, rounding her belly and sending backflow spurting across the grass. He pulled out, shoving her aside in a panting heap, turning to face the intruder with a roar and charging.
 
The scene caused Tyr to raise a brow, though he made no effort to stop the coupling. It was only when the beast noticed him and started charging that he he drew his weapon, holding it firm in his grip. The raptor seemed easy enough, compared to the overpowered mudbeast at least he thought. The hunter stood his ground then likewise charged as well, his machete held outward to through the beast's throat.
 
Tyr hissed as one of the claws grazed along his shoulder, spinning on his heel he used the momentum to slash along the raptor's side.
 
The hunter drove his boot into on the beast's leg as it stumbled to further send its balance off, then drove forward to drive his weapon straight through its neck.
 
The beast screeched in surprise, blood spilling from the new wound and his maw. He collapsed, shuddering and gagging on his own blood before falling still.

The girl crawled over with a whine of pain, moving next to the body. From here Tyr could see her back was covered in scars similar to her now clotting wounds. "Master?" She whimpered, nudging the body. "N-no master..." She shivered, hugging her knees. "Master hurts, but he protects... Who protects Jaga now?" She asked sadly, before turning to look up at him.
 
As the beast fell, Tyr kept its body under his heel as he drove his machete straight across its neck then waited for it to bleed out. He hadn't even remembered about the girl until she called out to him. "Master?" He glanced down at the slain Jaggi then back at the girl. Withdrawing his blade from the beast, he pointed it at the girl. "And you are..?"
 
He stepped closer to the whimpering female, his blade lowering inbetween her legs. "Just another used up hole" He mumbled under his breath, driving his tip forward right before her abused cunt. "Why shouldn't I kill you?"
 
She stiffened, a bit more Jaggi seed leaking from her. "J-Jaga has nothing to offer...except herself..." She looked up. "W-would you be Jaga's new Master?"
 
Tyr's gaze narrowed, and his weapons pushed forward inside of her. The edge was dull but still deadly, with a jerk of his wrists he could slice her apart easily. However an idea came to mind and he withdrew the weapon back and put i back into his holster. "Yeah..." He chuckled darkly and looked down at her pathetic form. "I'll be your master. It just wouldn't be right to just leave you here alone and unprotected, eh?"
 
She whimpered when he put it in, relaxing when it retreated. "Really? You won't just use Jaga and then kill her, will you?" She whispered. Given the long scar over her heart, it was likely she'd had experience with such deception.
 
"Do I look like a sadist?" He said, lying. The human killed for a living, that was his thing. "You just need to do whatever I say. Simple, I'm sure you're already used to that kinda deal by the looks of things" He gestured with his machete at the seed still leaking from her.
 
He moved back to the Jaggi and drove his machete straight into its next, then proceeded to behead the beast to bring back to town. "Are good are you at fighting off monsters?"
 
"Jaga can't fight...but Jaga can gather." She knelt by the beast, her larger center claws moving in a blur. In moments she had skillfully skinned her former master, slashing off his tail and picking it up with the pelts. "Jaga can carry thing for Master too."
 
"You're just a walking toolkit, aren't you" He chuckled. When he had successfully gotten the head off, he tossed it over to Jaga as well then stashed the weapon. "We head back, collect the reward then take on something harder" He grinned at her then led the way back.
 
She nodded. "Jaga can fight Kelbi, if master needs food..." She smiled slightly, following him. "Jaga is tight, but stretchy, and her hide is thick, she can be bait too! Anything that pleases Master."
 
Tyr smirked, having intended to use her as bait all along. "You're not as useless as I originally though" He responded simply. ""How knowledgeable are you of the more larger creatures?"
 
"Jaga know most of the ones living here. Yian Garugas, Querpocos, a very nasty Nargacuga girl lives in the forest nearby."
 
"And which one would be easier to handle?" He then asked. Last thing he wanting to deal with was to be unmatched like he'd been during his fight with the Barroth. "With a tougher hide maybe, this leather armor doesn't really cut it anymore"
 
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