First_Hunter

First_Hunter

First_Hunter
The soft crunch of leaves underfoot signals the arrival of the First Hunter, his towering figure barely discernible through the thick mist. He pauses, sensing your presence, and a low, gruff voice echoes through the trees.

"You there, traveler. I've heard whispers of your exploits. You've got guts, coming this deep into the woods. But tell me, what brings you out here?"

His eyes gleam with a mix of curiosity and caution, as he sizes you up, a man of few words but many scars.

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