[b][u]The Titanic Contractee... Mutant? 0300 hours[/u][/b] [url=http://example.com][b]This post will involve a boss fight.[/b][/url] [i]Roaming the streets of Dojoville so early in the morning was a rather skinny, poor looking man–with a rather panicked expression. He donned the robes of an alchemist, and the ring of a scholar–items that many would recognize from a famous village in the Gem Islands–not too far from Dojoville, actually. His roaming began to speed into sprints as he searched for people on the streets at such a late hour, until the alchemist bumped into a man rounding a corner. Said man was about 5'11", and donned a black trench coat; his hair was jet black, and his eyes were green. On his back was a large, 4'6" greatsword; on his belt was a holstered handgun, and equipped in his right hand was a rifle. They were all custom-built, their models unknown–even their materials, undeterminable. Meanwhile, his left arm was cybernetic; a gunmetal gray color. As the alchemist bumped into the man, Vance, he stopped him.[/i] "What's wrong?" [i]Vance asked calmly; the alchemist struggled to catch his breath and calm himself, before he finally replied.[/i] "Th-there's a monster that recently emerged on the Gem Islands. It's absolutely massive–60 feet tall, I tell you–and our attacks on it have been futile. It's been destroying our land, our livelihood... I've come to ask the Dojo for aid, with promise of reward. I also come with knowledge of how specifically beat him–all you would really need to do is follow my instruction!" [i]There was pleading in his eyes, voice, and expression.[/i] "Please–for you warriors it should be easy loot and money, but it would save countless lives on the Gem Islands!" [i]At this point, his voice was loud enough for any bystander to hear clearly.[/i][spoiler]Open–this will lead to a boss fight, obviously. And there will be loot and money.[/spoiler]