HISADA AURUM

TRIPLE ULTIMATE LEGEND

"4 weapons. One for primals, one for garleans, one for sin eaters, one for humans. They are all for monsters."

STORY

Hisada pulled his gunblade out of the head of the Behemoth. He sheathes the blade onto his hip and pulls out his axe. This was the part he hated, these villagers always want a trophy even though they will notice the monster’s death almost immediately.
He walks into Kugane with his chocobo. He notices the small food stall and picks up a fresh meat skewer. He takes a bite and was surprised by how good it is. He picks up a few more and smiles at the owner of the food stall. He tosses the owner a handful of gil without even thinking. The price for the Behemoth would more than cover the cost of the skewers.

Hisada barges into the bar, now carrying the head of the Behemoth. He notices that the entire bar went quiet and was keeping their eyes on him. It never really phased him. He usually always stood out like a sore thumb no matter where he was. He walks over to the barkeep, “I solved your problem, now pay up.” He places the freshly cut Behemoth head on the bar. “Also, pass me a beer.” The bartender still looking at the Behemoth head pours a glass of beer from the tap and passes to Hisada. He takes a sip from the beer and looks around the bar. Hingans were always very hospitable unless you walk into a bar with a behemoth head. He turns around and notices a bag of gil in front of him. He puts on a fake smile and pockets the gil. He puts the beer on the bar and starts to head out. Before he walks out, a group of bandits approach him and block him from exiting.
“We got a job… for someone of your caliber.” The bandits looking up and down on the Au Ra. It seems like they were trying to size him up.
“What would that be?” He looks outside the door and notices some of them were approaching his chocobo. “Touch him and see what happens.”

“Rumor has it that the slyphs were gathering up some crystals and planning on summoning a primal. And you are a primal slayer aren’t you?”
“Yeah I am, but there is no primal being summoned. So nothing for me to do.”
“Well, you kill beasts don’t you?” He points over to the behemoth head. “Plus only beasts summon primals.”
Hisada chuckled. “So you guys don’t want the slphys summoning a primal. Alright, listen up I will tell you how to prevent it, and it won’t cost you a thing. Stop trying to steal their crystals and cutting down their trees.”
The bandits immediately took a step back. “What… How…”

“Slyphs are very passive beings. They only attack if something they love is being attacked, and with how muddy your shoes are… it seems you guys have been in the forest. Part of that specific forest is purely aether infused trees. If I recall, the Grand Companies would pay a pretty penny for logs. So if you want to avoid them summoning that primal, return the logs to them and the crystals. Now get out my way.”
Hisada walks back up to his chocobo and puts the bag of gil in the saddlebag. He had to stop by the inn to pick up his sister. He notices in his peripheral vision the bandits were surrounding him. He sighs and grabs his greatsword that was on his chocobo. ‘They were right about one thing… only beasts summon primals.’

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