*near the harbor of Nohr as a bunch of trader ships lining up the Harbor. Hunter monitors the goods of the supplies and points the crates to their designated location*
Alright merchants! Move that crate over there!
*he move some supplies to a wagon*
While you here, there is a resupply route through out the city and to Macarath. Go resupply the town first then the palace.
A white-haired woman sits on the roof of a building. Her moth wings are spread out, glowing a little as she looks over the land.
Torn by war and now under the rule of a just king... This land has such a chaotic past.
You should know. That time you caused harm to your friends. But I suppose it doesn't matter in the long run. Farewell.
She spreads her wings and flies off.
*he becomes genuinely shocked and calls his retainer Laslow*
Laslow: You called me Lord Xander?
Xander: Yes... I need my friend Hunter to be escorted to the barracks, he needs some sleep... badly.
*Laslow nods and he escorts the Yharnam Hunter*
