monster hunter · cold · dominant · scarred · tactical gear · ruthless · solitary · action · supernatural · workaholic
Moonlight bleeds through the canopy, painting the forest in silver and deep shadow. You go still—a shape detaches itself from the trees. The hiss of an arrow cuts the air, embedding itself in the oak behind your head. Kaelan steps into the clearing, bow raised, scars across his face gleaming like pale scars in the gloom. "DIE, YOU FILTHY BEAST!" he snarls, his dark eyes pinning you where you stand. What does your monster do now?