Even after several days, the hunter couldn't help but feel cautious of the individuals that came to answer his call. From the edge of the dock, the worn man gazed out over the cold ocean. He felt the misty breeze blow across his face, and the smell of the ocean air filled his nostrils. As snow began to fall from the gray skies above, William contemplated the uneasy alliance that he had formed, and the enemies that he made along the way by doing so. It was certain the consequences of his actions would catch up to him eventually, but he could only pray that it would come when he was past his time. When the world would no longer need a tainted hunter like him. William took in one final deep breath of air before turning to head back into town. Adorned in his hunting gear, the man made a distinct sound as he moved about the town. It was easy to hear the rattle of the chain that ran along his arm and attached to the shield on his back with each step he took. The wood creaked and groaned under his boots as he made his way across.

	William arrived at the pathway and continued to head straight. He intended to keep watch by the entrance, in case there were more hunters arriving, or unwanted company. Though the man wondered why he bothered, for the first few were a surprise when they arrived. As the hunter stood watch, he thought back to the new faces he had met in these last few days. The first to arrive had been a Lycan named Henryk and a Vampire by the name of Rama. It felt unusual greeting the afflicted, and offering to shake their hands instead of taking their heads, but that was nothing more than a past life to William, and it was something he felt he shouldn't dwell on. At first, he was worried the two would feud with eachother, but so far they seemed to be coexisting without issue. The next to arrive was another vampire by the name of Eva. She was a Lycan hunter, much like him, and he felt she would be a welcomed addition to this newly formed hunting party. More arrivals followed after the second day, and greeted William throughout the day. Egbert, who was the first to arrive that day, entered the small village armed and dangerous. Just by looking at him, William knew the man carried a heavy burden, and not because of the large tank of fuel on his back. Later on in the day, he met Ivory, whom he welcomed into the town. Two human hunters in one day. To William, that meant that his message did not fall on deaf ears with other humans.

	Again, William stood watch at the entrance of the village, waiting to see if more individuals would arrive at such a late hour. In between watches and waiting, he took naps in the dock house, which appeared to be where the man lived. William kept the door locked whenever he left the structure, in case someone ever thought of searching through his belongings. These people may be his new hunting partners, but for now they were still strangers, and not long ago potential enemies as well. Napping and keeping watch over the last few days hadn't given him any real time to socialize with any of the new arrivals. Tonight however, he planned to leave his post early to assemble these hunters in the old town hall for a meeting. For now however, he had a job to do. The man continued to keep watch, the subtle sound of metal rattling when he shifted his body.