>>Yup, you go to a place, find the giant monster, then murder the shit
>>out of it.
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>And then make clothes out of it, apparently.
>Look, all I'm saying is my cat needed a new parka. I was entirely justified in filleting those frogs. No court will convict me.
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That said, I find the trappings of the setting fascinating. Especially the bit where the guild has to confirm where and when its hunters actually go into combat.
I dunno about you, but given using hunter weapons on humans is apparently a taboo ... this entire setting is a giant post-dystopia and I suspect it had very little to do with the actual monsters roaming the lands.
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The non-believers climbed for days to confront the master in the mountains. "Where do you get your so-called faith?" they asked.
"You brought it," the master replied. "You've all climbed so high." - The Book of Cataclysm