Oliver hopped down from an abandoned building's window. "You looking for the Hunters?" Oliver bowed, his short grey cloak going just below his knees. "My name's Peak. You?" His rifle was slung across his back. When he came up, a friendly smile was on his face, but there was something deeper under the look. Something dark. "I'm searching for them myself. How about we work together? We both get what we want." He offered his hand to shake. "I'm talking too much. So, what's your name?" He talked fast, and didn't stop for anything.
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