A woman sits alone at a bar. She has on tight black clothing, her shirt cut-off at her waist and her pants cut off a few inches above her ankles. She also has dark black sneakers with red lacing. She has medium-cut straight red hair.

Woman: Sigh…my trip to Baxter was completely pointless, that Mayor Reece is such an air-head. Won’t even listen to reason.

NPC Bartender: Do you need a refill on your drink?

She lays her head down on the bar as the Bartender pours her another drink.

Woman: Why can’t I get my hands on it…I’ve been trying for so long.

A man walks into the bar. He walks straight up to her and grabs her by the shoulder, turning her around violently.

Bel: Huh? Was I running? Don’t think so, you must just have been moving really slow.

NPC Bartender: Good day, sir. Please take a seat at the counter if you want –

He picks Bel up off her seat and holds her above the ground. There is some commotion in the bar now as other players begin to back away from the scene.

Bel: Only one thing you’ll ever get from me.

She elbows him across the face, sending him sprawling backwards, releasing her. She then connects a punch directly into his face, smashing his face in. He falls bloodily and motionless to the ground.

Bel: Damnit! How much cooler would it have been if I had those gloves! I would have had like glowing red streams and connected with a …

Bel: Cool explosion and…sigh…but those Gloves of Tenshirou, such a pain in the ass to track down.

Another player looks over to her and approaches her, a little nervously.

Player: Uh, you’re looking for the…Gloves of Tenshirou?

Player: Well, I thought it was common knowledge by now but…

Player: Well, one of those Spidersilk guys, wanted by the Militia. They say one of the members of the gang has the gloves. Just from what’s going around from the few people who hunted them and came back alive. They’re definitely as dangerous as the wanted posters say, it seems.

Bel: Oh, well what are the chances I could ever find them? I mean they’re wanted men, after-all. They can’t be that easy to find.

Player: They’ve been seen on the road from Lecithin heading towards Grandi many times. I thought that was also common knowledge.

Bel: Well why didn’t you say so, damnit!

NPC Bartender: Thank you, come again!

Oscar’s group look up the road, which now travels up a steep path through a tall and wide mountain.

Iricryo: Ok, so this path is a little steeper than I remembered.

Iricryo: Look, it’s alright, I’m sure there’s another way around.

Melanie: We don’t have time. We’ve gotten into far too many fights already. Besides, maybe this path with defer future attackers.

Oscar: Aw, you mean this way is going to have less fights? I need to practice my move more…

Sarah: Oscar, you’ve tried to use that move about 14 times already, and failed every time.

Oscar: That’s why I need more practice, damnit! I know I can do it!

Rook: If we’re going, let’s go. You people seem to like to waste a lot of time talking.

Sarah: Rook, you need to lighten up.

Sarah: Maybe take some time to unwind.

Sarah: Something is seriously wrong with that man.

Jack and James are walking through Lecithin after the meeting. Jack is looking bored, his head hung low and his hand on one of his sheaths, longing for a fight.

Jack: How much longer are we going to wait around here? All the other groups left Lecithin days ago! Why are we still dragging our asses around here?

James: Calm down, we’ll be here only a little longer.

Jack: We have a job to do, you know. Domo expects it to be done some time this week.

Jack: You know, you have this problem in real life to. Sometimes you’re so boring.

Jack: I know damn well who you’re looking for. But if she wasn’t here in the last few days, she’s not going to be here now.

James: Not her, but someone who knows where she is.

Horse-Vendor: I have a lot of business, you know. I don’t need to argue with you over price.

Bel: You’re just lucky I’m in a hurry.

James: She was supposed to wait at the bar for me today. What does she think she’s doing taking off so suddenly.

Jack: Guess all that’s left to do is chase after her. This means getting out of this city, finally.

Players jump out of the way as Bel rides at full speed through the gates.

Bel: Hope that James guy isn’t too mad at me for standing him up, but this is far more important.

Their path stops suddenly, coming to a rocky, winding course going steeper up the mountain.

Iricryo: It must have gotten covered in an avalanche or something.

Melanie: Come on, you babies. Can’t give up just cause it’s gotten a little tougher.

Oscar: I can do that so much better

He crouches down, and then leaps high in the air. He soars of the rock Melanie climbed onto and tries to land on the next highest one.

Oscar: Look how much further I can make it in one leap!

He slips on the landing and goes sliding off the rock. He grabs onto the rock with one hand and tries to climb up it. The rock comes loose and starts tumbling down the mountain, taking Oscar with it. Oscar jumps off, and makes a desperate grab at the mountain.

He grabs onto the side of the mountain and desperately tries to climb up it, but keeps sliding down.

Rook: The way the path got covered, do you suppose it could have been an rockslide?

The large rock Oscar sent rolling down the mountain crashes at the base. The entire mountain shakes when it does, and rocks come crashing down the mountain in the rockslide.

Oscar is desperately clinging to his place at the side of the mountain and feels the shake.

Rook and the others are trying their hardest to hold their ground against the rockslide, pressing their backs against the side of the mountain. The rock Melanie had climbed up is knocked over, and she is sent flying over the side of the mountain.

Rook: We’re going to be crushed if we stay here, one of these damn things is going to land right on us and cover us.

Rook: On the count of three, over the edge.

Iricryo: Don’t think he’s listening.

He makes a dash away from the wall and Sarah and Iricryo dash immediately after, and all three of them dodge rocks and jump over the edge of the mountain, plummeting below.