The suns flames of deep violet, flaming orange and sparkling yellow erupted from the horizon as the blood soaked noble came from the woods. The wolves were growing in number for a reason that eluded the duke, faster than he could kill them. He needed to know but the answer eluded him, exhaling a sigh. Though as he did a hooded figure figure sporting the emblem of the order appeared from the shadows, the Sage. It had been decades since the two had last seen one another. Silence had followed only by the rustling of two pieces of parchment. One from the French King, the second from the grand master. Looking hesitantly at the man before he opened the letter from the grand-master first.
The Sage had handed over the previous grand-masters ring, proof that he lead the order. Staring at the silver band for a moment, realizing the gravity of the situation at hand. F's gaze returned to the Sage, looking to the cloaked figure. "Do you know where they all are?" Only a nod followed from the muted. A gathering of the hunters, never before since the first members of the orders, something that must be done in order to counter such a threat. Experienced hunters and new apprentices alike, all must come to stem this tide, no one person could handle this job alone. Dipping his quill in the ink well as his hand grabbed a piece of parchment. Issuing a proclamation for the order to come to France.
"Copy this and send it to the others." The sage nods simply and disappears out the door. F rubs his sweat stained temple, sitting back down. Drawing another piece of parchment. This time he writes his will.
((This is a supernatrual hunter roleplay. I will go in depth about, the hunters, supernatural beings, the orders beginning and other things. But I want to test interest and I know its vague to start but I wanted to put it out there before I lost the thought.))
"F or that's what you will be called now since you are receiving this letter and I am dead. I've named you as my successor, a dauntless task and one I regret giving in such perilous times. I attached the same letter I received from the French king, it details you what is happening here in Paris. It is much worse though. Wolves and vampires run rampant at night, witches and warlocks simply walking into houses taking newborn babes for their dark spells. Further more the sight of the Red Queen and the Silver Prince disturbs me to the bones. I think they're searching the catacombs for something, for what I don't know.There are other things I don't know how to describe, perhaps it is because I sit here dying as I write this. I hope you farewell and better luck than I had.
Sincerely
A"
Sincerely
A"
The Sage had handed over the previous grand-masters ring, proof that he lead the order. Staring at the silver band for a moment, realizing the gravity of the situation at hand. F's gaze returned to the Sage, looking to the cloaked figure. "Do you know where they all are?" Only a nod followed from the muted. A gathering of the hunters, never before since the first members of the orders, something that must be done in order to counter such a threat. Experienced hunters and new apprentices alike, all must come to stem this tide, no one person could handle this job alone. Dipping his quill in the ink well as his hand grabbed a piece of parchment. Issuing a proclamation for the order to come to France.
"Hunters of the Eternal Eye, I regret to inform you that our late grand master has perished in France. He has discovered the Tamas Alabart the Silver Prince ruler of the werewolves and the Red Queen Anna Druvia ruler of the vampires have been spotted. As we all know these two have killed countless members of our order, but also if these two forces are working together there is something desperately wrong. I've come to the conclusion they're searching for something, for what I do not know. Also witches, warlocks and other unknown entities. I have put for this issue that we are to go to Paris to combat this threat. While it might be our deaths we cannot stand idly. The world will know our faces and who we are. I humbly beg that you aide me in such an endeavor.
Grand Master
F"
Grand Master
F"
"Copy this and send it to the others." The sage nods simply and disappears out the door. F rubs his sweat stained temple, sitting back down. Drawing another piece of parchment. This time he writes his will.
((This is a supernatrual hunter roleplay. I will go in depth about, the hunters, supernatural beings, the orders beginning and other things. But I want to test interest and I know its vague to start but I wanted to put it out there before I lost the thought.))
