The radio turns on again. This time, a ragged voice comes out, fervent and staticky. "The Harvester... he was blessed by the Titans... h-he takes their skulls and removes them from the Cycle... Destined Death, he is... and he is back! Towering over even ogres, his radio calls these so-called heroes to their final ends... their brains will power the Nightmare... Fear his chains!!!"
The creature turns the radio back off and moves out of Jack's personal space.
He feels the presence move away and slowly lowers his hands "May I move please?" He askes softly.
He hears bones clack and a deep exhale. It might be a yes, but, given that it's a skeleton, it likely cannot speak on its own.
Jack slowly turns around and smiles "If you need help getting rid of them, I am more than happy to." he says and nods.
The skeleton shakes its head. It gestures to a bag on its shoulder, filled with skulls, then to a pendant on its own chest, which depicts a screaming face turning into a skull. Jack gets the feeling that the two are somehow magically connected.
Jack nods "Well if you need someone to help, I'm here " he said with a nod.
The radio turns on again. This time, a ragged voice comes out, fervent and staticky. "The Harvester... he was blessed by the Titans... h-he takes their skulls and removes them from the Cycle... Destined Death, he is... and he is back! Towering over even ogres, his radio calls these so-called heroes to their final ends... their brains will power the Nightmare... Fear his chains!!!"
The creature turns the radio back off and moves out of Jack's personal space.
He feels the presence move away and slowly lowers his hands "May I move please?" He askes softly.
He hears bones clack and a deep exhale. It might be a yes, but, given that it's a skeleton, it likely cannot speak on its own.
Jack slowly turns around and smiles "If you need help getting rid of them, I am more than happy to." he says and nods.
The skeleton shakes its head. It gestures to a bag on its shoulder, filled with skulls, then to a pendant on its own chest, which depicts a screaming face turning into a skull. Jack gets the feeling that the two are somehow magically connected.
Jack nods "Well if you need someone to help, I'm here " he said with a nod.
It nods back, then moves on, wrapping the chain around its neck like a scarf.
He suddenly sees a 12-foot tall human skeleton with rust-colored robes, with a long chain around its neck, a hook at one end and a sickle at the other, appear just behind Jack, breathing down his neck.
A yellow light shines from inside the ribcage, partially illuminating the skull.
"I wouldn't turn around if I was you," says the Wampahoofus to Jack, eyes fixed on the horror.
It slowly backs up and turns to look at Wampahoofus, its jaw not turning with the rest of the skull.
The radio inside of it plays, "Hunters are killers! Nothing more!"
"Depends what they are huntin'. Were they huntin' ya? Is that why ya slaughtered them?"
It thinks for a second, then nods. Wampahoofus notices that there are many flattened bullets on the ground, yet there are no bullet holes in the monster's cloak. Is this thing bulletproof?
"Did you do anything to deserve the attack?" He slowly puts the revolver back in his holster.
The radio turns on again. This time, a ragged voice comes out, fervent and staticky. "The Harvester... he was blessed by the Titans... h-he takes their skulls and removes them from the Cycle... Destined Death, he is... and he is back! Towering over even ogres, his radio calls these so-called heroes to their final ends... their brains will power the Nightmare... Fear his chains!!!"
The creature turns the radio back off and moves out of Jack's personal space.
He feels the presence move away and slowly lowers his hands "May I move please?" He askes softly.
He hears bones clack and a deep exhale. It might be a yes, but, given that it's a skeleton, it likely cannot speak on its own.
Jack slowly turns around and smiles "If you need help getting rid of them, I am more than happy to." he says and nods.
The skeleton shakes its head. It gestures to a bag on its shoulder, filled with skulls, then to a pendant on its own chest, which depicts a screaming face turning into a skull. Jack gets the feeling that the two are somehow magically connected.
Jack nods "Well if you need someone to help, I'm here " he said with a nod.
It nods back, then moves on, wrapping the chain around its neck like a scarf.
Jack watches it for a moment before flipping on the ground and letting out a pent up sigh.
He suddenly sees a 12-foot tall human skeleton with rust-colored robes, with a long chain around its neck, a hook at one end and a sickle at the other, appear just behind Jack, breathing down his neck.
A yellow light shines from inside the ribcage, partially illuminating the skull.
"I wouldn't turn around if I was you," says the Wampahoofus to Jack, eyes fixed on the horror.
It slowly backs up and turns to look at Wampahoofus, its jaw not turning with the rest of the skull.
The radio inside of it plays, "Hunters are killers! Nothing more!"
"Depends what they are huntin'. Were they huntin' ya? Is that why ya slaughtered them?"
It thinks for a second, then nods. Wampahoofus notices that there are many flattened bullets on the ground, yet there are no bullet holes in the monster's cloak. Is this thing bulletproof?
"Did you do anything to deserve the attack?" He slowly puts the revolver back in his holster.
It drops a large, bulging sack on the ground. Skulls spill out. They all have glowing eyes, which glare at the massive skeleton.
The mushroom is sitting in a field humming to itself.
Lore is sharpening her sickle while humming to herself. She sits outside, under a tree, avoiding the rain.
Jack is outside, pacing. He is still wounded but seems to be a bit worried.
Edgar, after finally sneaking away from the zombies, appears in the field.
Theren walks out from the woods and sees her. He sneaks up behind her and taps her shoulder.
Phoenix walks over. "Jack?"
The mushroom looks up and coos happily. "new friend!"
She doesn't even flinch as she summons a Ethereal Axe, slicing it through the tree in a counterattack. She yells when she sees it's Theren and casts Telekinesis to stop the tree from falling on him.
He looks up and smiles "Hey there love." He says. He stops pacing and walks up to Phoenix.
Edgar tilts his head "friend?... I don't think you want to be friends with me.."
The mushroom is sitting in a field humming to itself.
Lore is sharpening her sickle while humming to herself. She sits outside, under a tree, avoiding the rain.
Jack is outside, pacing. He is still wounded but seems to be a bit worried.
Edgar, after finally sneaking away from the zombies, appears in the field.
Theren walks out from the woods and sees her. He sneaks up behind her and taps her shoulder.
Phoenix walks over. "Jack?"
The mushroom looks up and coos happily. "new friend!"
She doesn't even flinch as she summons a Ethereal Axe, slicing it through the tree in a counterattack. She yells when she sees it's Theren and casts Telekinesis to stop the tree from falling on him.
He looks up and smiles "Hey there love." He says. He stops pacing and walks up to Phoenix.
Edgar tilts his head "friend?... I don't think you want to be friends with me.."
"GODS!" Theren yelps.
"You alright?"
It coos happily again and pulls him into a hug. "Friend!!!"
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The mushroom is sitting in a field humming to itself.
Lore is sharpening her sickle while humming to herself. She sits outside, under a tree, avoiding the rain.
Jack is outside, pacing. He is still wounded but seems to be a bit worried.
Edgar, after finally sneaking away from the zombies, appears in the field.
Theren walks out from the woods and sees her. He sneaks up behind her and taps her shoulder.
Phoenix walks over. "Jack?"
The mushroom looks up and coos happily. "new friend!"
She doesn't even flinch as she summons a Ethereal Axe, slicing it through the tree in a counterattack. She yells when she sees it's Theren and casts Telekinesis to stop the tree from falling on him.
He looks up and smiles "Hey there love." He says. He stops pacing and walks up to Phoenix.
Edgar tilts his head "friend?... I don't think you want to be friends with me.."
"GODS!" Theren yelps.
"You alright?"
It coos happily again and pulls him into a hug. "Friend!!!"
"Don't scare me like that!! You know I'm on edge!" She said and set the tree aside. She looked worried and cautious.
"Yeah yeah... just giant skeleton and so much I guess." He says, pacing again.
Edgar chuckles and pats their head "okay okay.." he says and fixes his blindfold.
The mushroom is sitting in a field humming to itself.
Lore is sharpening her sickle while humming to herself. She sits outside, under a tree, avoiding the rain.
Jack is outside, pacing. He is still wounded but seems to be a bit worried.
Edgar, after finally sneaking away from the zombies, appears in the field.
Theren walks out from the woods and sees her. He sneaks up behind her and taps her shoulder.
Phoenix walks over. "Jack?"
The mushroom looks up and coos happily. "new friend!"
She doesn't even flinch as she summons a Ethereal Axe, slicing it through the tree in a counterattack. She yells when she sees it's Theren and casts Telekinesis to stop the tree from falling on him.
He looks up and smiles "Hey there love." He says. He stops pacing and walks up to Phoenix.
Edgar tilts his head "friend?... I don't think you want to be friends with me.."
"GODS!" Theren yelps.
"You alright?"
It coos happily again and pulls him into a hug. "Friend!!!"
"Don't scare me like that!! You know I'm on edge!" She said and set the tree aside. She looked worried and cautious.
"Yeah yeah... just giant skeleton and so much I guess." He says, pacing again.
Edgar chuckles and pats their head "okay okay.." he says and fixes his blindfold.
Theren sits down next to her. "You figured out what it is yet?"
Phoenix places a hand on his shoulder. "Ok, relax."
It lets go and places a flower crown on Edgars head.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The mushroom is sitting in a field humming to itself.
Lore is sharpening her sickle while humming to herself. She sits outside, under a tree, avoiding the rain.
Jack is outside, pacing. He is still wounded but seems to be a bit worried.
Edgar, after finally sneaking away from the zombies, appears in the field.
Theren walks out from the woods and sees her. He sneaks up behind her and taps her shoulder.
Phoenix walks over. "Jack?"
The mushroom looks up and coos happily. "new friend!"
She doesn't even flinch as she summons a Ethereal Axe, slicing it through the tree in a counterattack. She yells when she sees it's Theren and casts Telekinesis to stop the tree from falling on him.
He looks up and smiles "Hey there love." He says. He stops pacing and walks up to Phoenix.
Edgar tilts his head "friend?... I don't think you want to be friends with me.."
"GODS!" Theren yelps.
"You alright?"
It coos happily again and pulls him into a hug. "Friend!!!"
"Don't scare me like that!! You know I'm on edge!" She said and set the tree aside. She looked worried and cautious.
"Yeah yeah... just giant skeleton and so much I guess." He says, pacing again.
Edgar chuckles and pats their head "okay okay.." he says and fixes his blindfold.
Theren sits down next to her. "You figured out what it is yet?"
Phoenix places a hand on his shoulder. "Ok, relax."
It lets go and places a flower crown on Edgars head.
"A god of some sort..." she said and sighed, burying her face in her hands.
"I know.. I know." He takes a few deep breaths "just... everything I suppose."
Edgar chuckles and smiles "Thank you for the gift. Would you like something?"
He suddenly sees a 12-foot tall human skeleton with rust-colored robes, with a long chain around its neck, a hook at one end and a sickle at the other, appear just behind Jack, breathing down his neck.
A yellow light shines from inside the ribcage, partially illuminating the skull.
"I wouldn't turn around if I was you," says the Wampahoofus to Jack, eyes fixed on the horror.
It slowly backs up and turns to look at Wampahoofus, its jaw not turning with the rest of the skull.
The radio inside of it plays, "Hunters are killers! Nothing more!"
"Depends what they are huntin'. Were they huntin' ya? Is that why ya slaughtered them?"
It thinks for a second, then nods. Wampahoofus notices that there are many flattened bullets on the ground, yet there are no bullet holes in the monster's cloak. Is this thing bulletproof?
"Did you do anything to deserve the attack?" He slowly puts the revolver back in his holster.
It drops a large, bulging sack on the ground. Skulls spill out. They all have glowing eyes, which glare at the massive skeleton.
“From what I can tell, you hunt the huntsman. That makes you a hunter, like me. I’ll be honest, I kill a lot of things that look like you. However, I know you ain’t from around here, and I am willin’ to wager that the roles where yer from might be reversed. Am I gettin’ this right? Are ya some sorta misunderstood monster?”
*im alright*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*hey*
I'm viper, The Ultimate Silly Snake 50/50 whatever I'm saying is a poorly thought-out joke, or something I think makes sense but really doesn't.
i also like being estreeeeeemely chaotic.
I also do commissions! look here for prices!
*Hey! Jack is currently facing an adventurer-hunting skeleton.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Jack nods "Well if you need someone to help, I'm here " he said with a nod.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Characters fir now*
Theren is outside wandering the woods.
Phoenix is cleaning his knives.
The mushroom is sitting in a field humming to itself.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hi dude. I'm currently FEARING for Jacks life.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
It nods back, then moves on, wrapping the chain around its neck like a scarf.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(good to hear)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Lore is sharpening her sickle while humming to herself. She sits outside, under a tree, avoiding the rain.
Jack is outside, pacing. He is still wounded but seems to be a bit worried.
Edgar, after finally sneaking away from the zombies, appears in the field.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Did you do anything to deserve the attack?" He slowly puts the revolver back in his holster.
Jack watches it for a moment before flipping on the ground and letting out a pent up sigh.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
It drops a large, bulging sack on the ground. Skulls spill out. They all have glowing eyes, which glare at the massive skeleton.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*uh oh. also pm?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren walks out from the woods and sees her. He sneaks up behind her and taps her shoulder.
Phoenix walks over. "Jack?"
The mushroom looks up and coos happily. "new friend!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She doesn't even flinch as she summons a Ethereal Axe, slicing it through the tree in a counterattack. She yells when she sees it's Theren and casts Telekinesis to stop the tree from falling on him.
He looks up and smiles "Hey there love." He says. He stops pacing and walks up to Phoenix.
Edgar tilts his head "friend?... I don't think you want to be friends with me.."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"GODS!" Theren yelps.
"You alright?"
It coos happily again and pulls him into a hug. "Friend!!!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Don't scare me like that!! You know I'm on edge!" She said and set the tree aside. She looked worried and cautious.
"Yeah yeah... just giant skeleton and so much I guess." He says, pacing again.
Edgar chuckles and pats their head "okay okay.." he says and fixes his blindfold.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Theren sits down next to her. "You figured out what it is yet?"
Phoenix places a hand on his shoulder. "Ok, relax."
It lets go and places a flower crown on Edgars head.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"A god of some sort..." she said and sighed, burying her face in her hands.
"I know.. I know." He takes a few deep breaths "just... everything I suppose."
Edgar chuckles and smiles "Thank you for the gift. Would you like something?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“From what I can tell, you hunt the huntsman. That makes you a hunter, like me. I’ll be honest, I kill a lot of things that look like you. However, I know you ain’t from around here, and I am willin’ to wager that the roles where yer from might be reversed. Am I gettin’ this right? Are ya some sorta misunderstood monster?”