[center][color=crimson][h3]The Hunter[/h3]
Level 1
Day 1
Tetris Castle Reception Hall
Interactions: Amaterasu [@Gentlemanvaultboy], Quina Quen [@Hylozoist]
Mentions: Ezio Auditore [@Loki Odinson], Samus Aran [@Lmpkio], Gordon Freeman [@Hostile][/color][/center]

The Hunter quietly observed as more of these "heroes" came in. He found it odd to be counted among there number, as he never considered himself much of a hero. He just had a job, and did it well. That job just happened to be monster slaying. Still, the Hunter couldn't help but be intrigued by the variations in equipment. Various examples of strange armor and weaponry caught his attention, though to the Hunter most appeared too bulky for proper beast hunting. Occasionally, he heard whispers in his head of names and deeds, such as "Samus Aran" and "The One Free Man". The Hunter gently shook his head, annoyed at the mixed blessing of his insight. Sniffing the air for a few moments, the Hunter noticed a rather large white wolf slip under the table next to him. It seemed wary of him, which he understood. The Hunter had once been told in his earlier nights by his friend, Eileen, that hunters had a rather... distinct scent to them. They both assumed it was from constantly being drenched in blood.

Still, it was odd. None of the people in the reception hall seemed the type to bring along a companion such as this. Noticing the wolf come up from the other side, the Hunter was about to get a closer look. Suddenly, the Hunter was bombarded by the strange whispers that often accompanied his insight noticing something hidden. Quietly recoiling from the sudden and intense shift in his focus, the Hunter looked back up and was immediately surprised. In the place where the wolf once sat was now a beautiful woman wearing a white dress with strange red markings. 

No, that wasn't quite right. The woman WAS the wolf. This was just the form she hid from everyone. Cocking his head in curiosity, the Hunter spoke quietly, so no one but the woman could hear. If this thing hid her true form, he wasn't sure how she would react if he gave it away.

[color=crimson]"Strange. Most of the things I've seen that hid their true forms did so because human minds couldn't handle the truth. And yet that's clearly not the case with you. Quite interesting."[/color] The Hunter was now quite convinced that she was no one's companion. The question was, what was she? No Great One the Hunter knew off had a naturally human looking form.

The Hunter quietly carved himself some steak. After the unrecordable amount of time of the Long Hunt, he was starting to feel more hungry. Something that at least had a small taste of blood would hopefully satiate him. As he started eating, the Hunter suddenly turned in reaction to the appearance of a strange, round looking.....thing that was consuming all food within its reach. It suddenly stopped as it put a hand on the strange woman's ham, before pausing and blankly staring at her. This....this couldn't be one of the heroes. Could it?

[color=crimson]"By the blood, what have I gotten myself into?"[/color] he muttered to himself.