[h2]Yharnam[/h2]

As soon as someone knocked on the window, there was, at last, a considerably less angry response. At least after a flurry of coughs.

"Ah... must be a hunter?"

The voice paused for a moment. It was a man's, rather ragged and strained from all the coughing, but clear enough to understand.

"It's funny, you don't have the scent... but I guess my senses aren't what they used to be from all this. I don't know how much this means to you, but I'm willing to help if I can."

He let out another string of ragged coughs.

"... Not that I'll be able to do much, I don't think I can stand anymore. But if I can do anything, let me know. This town is cursed, so whatever you're here for you'd best be finding and getting on your way."

This was the first helpful person that they had located since arriving here, and so it was likely the only good lead they could find. This area in general looked similar to the area the little girl's home was found in, and therefore it wasn't impossible that the speaker would know something.

[@Raineh Daze][@RolePlayerRoxas][@PKMNB0Y]