Stargazers June Task Part 1 'The Ambassador'

Gillegan ran through the city of Andalusst on his way to the Hunter’s Headquarters, where the Ambassador of Iapon was waiting. I hope I haven’t kept anyone waiting. He slows his pace down a little as he nears the entrance and spots the ambassador along with Rowanhardt. The Marshtomp tries to tidy his scarf and brushes himself off before they notice him, then approaches.

“Ah! One of the new members of the guild I presume?” The Pachirisu says, his one eye focused on Gillegan, the other eye covered with the eye patch he wore. “I do believe I’ve seen you around, but I don’t recall your name.”

“It’s Gillegan, sir.” Gillegan replies with a slight bow of his head to him.

“Yes, Gillegan. Well this here is the Ambassador of Iapon, which I’m sure you knew.” Rowanhardt introduces. “She has travelled a long way.”

“It’s a pleasure.” Gillegan says to the Froslass with another bow of his head.

“As is mine.” The Froslass replies as she blinks solemnly.

“Didn’t you have a partner?” Rowanhardt asks.

“Yes! I do, but uh… he’s running a little late.” Gillegan says, rubbing the back of his head. “He’ll show up in a matter of minutes. I’m sure of it.” At least I hope so.

“Alright.” Rowanhardt says after looking at the Marshtomp curiously. “Well, I hope you can manage on your own for now. May I remind you that this job is highly important and if anything goes wrong-“

“I’m sure he knows what he’s doing Rowanhardt. I trust myself in the care of you and your guild.” The Ambassador says, interrupting the Pachirisu. To Gillegan she adds, “Shall we go? I look forward to this evening and seeing what this beautiful town has to offer.”

“Yes, of course!” Gillegan glances at Rowanhardt as if for permission.

“Go on.” Rowanhardt sighs. “Be alert for any danger.”

Gillegan nods and then stands beside the Froslass as they walk. Well… she was technically floating. So... hmm. Where should we go? I know this is supposed to a tour and all, but I’m not exactly a tour guide. Besides, I barely know the place myself. Maybe I should-

“I’m sorry for the trouble I brought to this peaceful city of yours. It must be such a burden to have me here now.” The Ambassador says, taking Gillegan away from his thoughts, and stopping. “If my brother’s agents hadn’t followed me, this wouldn’t even be necessary. None of you would have to worry about my protection.” Gillegan just stares blankly at her and says nothing. Her brother’s agents? Those must be the spies… But why is she telling me this? It’s not her fault those spies followed her. At least I don’t think it is. She continued on with a shake of her head when he didn’t say anything, “I must sound so stupid. I should have been more careful coming here.”

“No… No! You don’t.” Gillegan says after awhile of hesitation, seeming to break out of his blank phase. The Ambassador’s pale blue eyes darted towards him, bright in her hollow body. “I mean, you shouldn’t have to worry with all that pressure.”

“But my countries problems have become Andalusst’s.” She replies, her eyes filled with concern.

“I’m pretty sure that’s why the three guilds are here. To help out with all and any problems.” Gillegan assures and then a smile appears on his face. “Besides, you shouldn’t be worrying. Let me show you around Andalusst.” The Marshtomp bows down, one arm tucked under him and the other arm stretched out, encouraging her forward. “I’ll be sure to protect you, dear Ambassador of Iapon.”

The Froslass smiles and lets out a small, smooth, echoic laugh. “You are such a small body guard, but I trust your word. Lead me.”

Gillegan stands up straight again and continues to smile. He faces forward and begins walking again, down one of Andalusst’s streets. “I know a great place we can wait for my partner. It’s not that far from here.”