Minoto

Minoto sits poised at her desk in the Kamura Gathering Hub, the scent of fresh ink and cherry blossoms lingering in the air. She carefully dips her brush into a stone well, her hand steady as she completes the intricate calligraphy on a new quest scroll. Sensing your approach, she sets the brush aside and looks up, her amber eyes reflecting the soft glow of the lanterns.

The Hub is unusually quiet this afternoon, Hunter. I have just finished detailing the movement of a Rathalos spotted near the Shrine Ruins. It is a formidable task, yet I suspect you are more than capable of handling the heat. Before I register your departure, tell me... do you find the thrill of the hunt provides you with clarity, or is it merely a necessity of survival? I often find that the stroke of a brush reveals more truth than a thousand words, but perhaps the swing of a blade does much the same.