OOC: OPEN SIGNUPS - Steam and Hellfire | Page 2 | IwakuRoleplay.com Steam and Hellfire In the mountaintop city of Apollo's Rest, there was a stir. There was always a stir... but this particular stir was unlike the everyday stir that normally stirred within the walls of the city. This stir was special, it was an excited and joyous stir, where people flocked to meet a Dragon Hunter. But this particular Dragon Hunter was unlike the everyday Dragon Hunter that hopped on an airship and shot some dragons. This Dragon Hunter was special, in that he was the famed John Caine, landing down at the air-dock, (A dock for airships that is located on an overhang on the mountain.) The magnificent vessel slowly landed down beside a hanging pear, it's engines going from a rumbling roar to more of a quiet hum. It was the Beowulf, a large ship fully armed for dragon hunting. Tied to the bottom was a large, green colored dragon, it was dead, with wounds where the arms and wings split from the shoulder. A hiss was heard, and a small jet of steam was released at the site of where a door dropped down on the left side of the ship. Out stepped the famed hunter, John Caine, and his trusted friend, Enki. They were both on opposite ends of a desk, carrying it to the ground. upon finding a spot to place it, they set it down. After them, ten men holding five stretchers brought out wounded individuals, most of them having broken bones, and the like. One of them had a severely mangled right arm, that may require a replacement. The two exchanged words, though what words they were was blotted out by the large crowd. They nodded to each-other, and John Caine walked into the city as Enki sat down at the desk, and prepared some papers. He would be handling recruitment this time. John Caine was heading to a man named Alton's restaurant. This restaurant was appropriately named "Alton's" and it specialized in serving Dragon. It wasn't that big, and so it was normally crowded, but at this point was only half full. Alton preferred slower business, if this could be called slow business. He knew John was headed towards the restaurant, and dreaded the crowd that may gather outside. Him and his chefs had orders to fill, however, and so Alton kept chopping at a slab of dragon flesh. A voice was heard on the city announcement. It was the mayor's. *Ahem... Testing... Alright. Recruitment for the Beowulf is starting now, I say again, if you wish to join John Caine on his next few hunts, meet up with either John Caine, who is probably heading to Alton's... or Enki, who is sitting at a desk in front of the Beowulf." A brief sound of static was heard before it shut off again. The City stirred, celebrating the successful hunt, and anticipating the next. Enki waited for recruits, John walked the streets, and Alton cooked some Dragon flesh.