Monster Hunter World Group Finder Novels & Stories

" I said as I filled my inventory with corpses. I took a look around. And the city is pretty much abandoned, there are silent howls and only monsters surrounded the vicinity from the 30 km radius. There are a few C-rank Challengers roaming around, 35 km ahead and some B-rank Challengers further away at 40 km. Jigen and Sahra, on the other hand, were really doing their best because they were swinging their weapons and energetically ripped the monsters that gathered towards us. "Kkkiiiieehhhkk!!" "Kehk! Kehhk!!" 'I could now relax and take a break, I'm sure they could handle the rest.' It would be a great opportunity… This group sure does have the best coordination that I have seen. Now I'm su

We have a few warriors and there’s more to come in the afternoon as I requested it to dad when we talked. Freya and Clay are with me, while Calvin and James are together. We divided our group into two to make the search more productive. Each group has 5 Lycan warriors and a warrior from the Crimson Pack to guide us and tell us about the territory. We are confident that we will be able to find something. Since dad told me that another hideout was found on the outskirts of the palace, that is where we started our search. We roamed around the Crimson Pack territory and we are glad that we didn’t find anything there. I mind linked Calvin and asked them about what they were doing and it was the

Caleb said and then the Witch Doctor says, “None of my kind either.” Caleb pulled his phone out and called a number putting the phone on speaker. Hunter answered the phone and Caleb told him what had happened. “Shit.” Hunter says on the other end of the line. “I’ve been tracking a group of Wolf Hunters in the area. I thought they went north but they must have changed course. I’ll be down your way by morning with my warriors.” He said as he hung up and I knew this wasn’t good if Hunter had been tracking them.

And they were gone for good. I covered my mouth and wept. (Jonathan) “THE ENTIRE City is mourning and there you are, putting on a Christmas tree! Unbelievable! What do you think you are doing, Jonathan? You are among the great lords here. The people in the city needs you. After learning the truth, His Majesty’s wrath had become uncontrollable. This time, he is using all of his resources and connections to track down every single Hunter in the world. We did succeed in finding their latest location. They were in the Philippines all along. But their headquarters in Zambales was already destroyed when we found it. His Majesty will lead the war himself once we locate them.”

All of them logged in - the healer (Milo), the rogue (Anna), the tank (Kai), the damage (Jack) and herself - Miaka (the wild card). As a group they sat, heads covered by visors as the AI monster that had destroyed one world plugged them into the game - Gods and Alphas. "On one condition," he said. "I will join you as a human player. You will take me on every mission so I can keep an eye on all of you." Seeing no other choice in the matter, Maika nodded in agreement. The login was the exact same procedure as in the original game. It began with a deceent to the world and backpacks failing to open.

Grayfang wolves moved with quiet efficiency through the streets, dismantling what remained of the devastation, carrying bodies with care, speaking in low voices to those who had survived by hiding. Merek stood near the center square, his cloak streaked dark from work rather than battle. He looked up sharply when he saw Xavier. “I didn’t expect you back so soon.” Xavier dismounted. “We heard you had a lead.” Merek’s mouth tightened. “We did. After you left.” Abel’s posture sharpened instantly. “Talk.” Merek gestured them aside, away from the listening ears. “My scouts picked up movement less than an hour after you rode out. North edge of town. Forest cover. A group moving fast but sloppy.”

My claws dig into her flesh, and she gasps. "You don't get to play coy," I snarl. "Not today." She tries to laugh. It comes out wet. I tighten my grip, and blood slides down my wrist. "Address," I demand. She spits blood, shaking her head. "You won't—" I press harder, and she whimpers, choking. "North of Blackmere," Eve rasps. "Old Saint Ilya's grounds. Past the collapsed chapel. There's a service road no one uses anymore. Follow it until the trees thin out."

They've been watching this place for a month now and the mission was S rank rated. Well, supposed to be. With this peace and quiet, it felt like he took his team out on a stroll- Then William saw it. A figure moving in the dark. Not one, not two and certainly not three. Their silhouette as they raced down carrying weapons. "It's a fucking ambush. Everybody down!" William bellowed in a loud voice. The gunfire erupted as the team scattered to take cover. Gunfire erupted from the shadows, the deafening sound echoing off the walls. Bullets sprayed in the sewer ceaselessly and the team scurried to hide.

He stopped before the door, sighing as he turned to face the one and only Rasmus. "From what I recall. You were hell-bent on finding her and now you don't want to tag along?" Rasmus interrogated with narrowed eyes. "It's because I know it's useless to look for her. My trackers told me they saw her near the North Pack borders but Draken is looking near our border. What do you think it is? She's fooling us and everyone else. We are just going in circles. We need a strong plan to catch her. One mistake from her side is all I'm looking for to catch her," Hunter said in a deep tone.

Sometimes my spirit dies, but if you connect me to the fire pit, my wolf comes alive. A territory map and a tracking crystal. I held the crystal, so I needed to locate the master map. The machine’s central console began to glow, its navigation runes shifting until they pointed to a high jewelry forge in the nearby settlement. I tapped the crystal to link with the forge, and an elder female wolf answered the call. "Speak, wolf," her deep voice rumbled. "I am Johnson Whitmoor, and my circle directed me to—" "Ah, the Whitmoor mate. Your naming-day treasures are forged and ready for pick-up."