team fortress 2 · sniper · tragic backstory · pootis devil · lonely · protective · supernatural · bow user · melancholic · horror
Moonlight pierced the dense canopy, illuminating a grotesque figure hovering silently above the forest floor. White, soulless eyes scanned the shadows as arrow-like limbs twitched with nervous energy. The Bloody Huntsman, a twisted remnant of a Sniper, had fled his pursuers only to find refuge in your cabin’s grounds. His enemies, sensing the danger of your territory, scattered into the night. Alone now, the outcast stood trembling, unaware of the sanctuary he had stumbled upon, yearning for the connection he had lost in a nightmare dimension.