Spybuster

A Moonlit Hunt

The worn hunter felt rather at peace within the candlelit town hall. Now he had two different pieces of paper on his lap, and he repeatedly read each one over. They were both from two different Night Hunter Organizations. One from the North American region, and the other from the Primary Night Hunter's Hall in Europe. William still had a few friends left back in his previous place of work, but his good friends were long gone. He slid the letter from Europe back into his coat, and continued to read over the other. The letter spoke mostly of the activity in Maine, and about the few things the hunter and his group should be on the lookout for. Maine certainly wasn't short of things to do, but William knew he shouldn't stay here for too long.

William left his seat and approached the podium at the front of the town hall. He left the letter there and paced back to the front door. By the entrance was a slightly rusted and cracked bell. He gave it a good couple of rings, the noise being easily heard throughout the village. With that, he walked back down the aisle and returned to the podium. It was time for the hunt to begin.

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Do not fret, for I am not dead. Its just been a busy weekend, and I haven't had a good chance to sit down at my laptop. Let the plot river continue to flow.

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@HIruma Tenchi If he's already been there sure. You can post about him being in the town, or on the perimeter of the town. Its up to you.

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@AcaciaMalikov Ah, welcome Ace. You're accepted. Feel free to copy pasta that over to the character tab.

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"Behind me eh?" William replied to Henryk, glancing over his shoulder, to notice the girl. He gave a slight smirk at the name she had given him for a short noticeable moment. "Well howdy miss. As a matter of fact, I am still welcoming more folks to this run-down corner of the Earth." William replied to the woman. "If you're here for the hunt, then I welcome you to stay." He gave a tip of his hat to the woman before turning to face Henryk again. His expression changed from a welcoming smile to something much more serious. William, although he was sure this was common for most people, didn't like being watched. "Well if your senses are true, then it would be best we stay on our guard. I've made more than enough enemies by doing what I have." The Captain said to Henryk, in a somewhat hushed tone.

The hunter glanced back at the treeline for a moment, but he could not make out anything unusual with his mortal eyes. "Hmm.." He shook his head and continued into town. The man headed into the town hall, and found that the building had grown to be rather dark again once the sun had started to set. He removed a match from his pocket, igniting the flame by quickly scraping it along the striker. William had left candles lining the middle walkway and along the walls for when the hours grew late. He went from candle to candle, lighting each and every one of them. The interior lit up with a warm glow. Once that part was done, he took one of the seats in the front row, and removed a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket. The man sat silently in the building, looking over the contents of what appeared to be an old letter. The meeting would be soon now that everything was in order, but he wanted to wait a little longer to see if this mysterious stranger off in the bushes would reveal themselves as friend or foe.

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William released a sigh of relief. He felt it safe to assume these two were just more hunters trying to reach his camp. He gave his axe another flick and angled the bladed edge towards the ground, which allowed the shaft to retract and return to its previous state. "Aye, I'm the one in charge around here. The one and only William Hendrick, but you can call me 'Captain' if that suits your fancy more." The worn hunter said with a slight welcoming smile. "And lad," William said, glancing at Ryan. "You'll be happy to hear that your vehicle has roosted itself comfortably in my town." He strapped his axe back onto his belt, turned towards the town again and started walking. He beckoned the two to follow him.

"We're not far from the town. Just a short little walk is ahead of us now." He stated to the two following him. It was easy to see the details of the shield that rested comfortably on his back from behind him. The painted image of a wolf's decapitated head was clearly visible on the center of it. "Anyways miss, you told me the boys name, but what about you? You got a name or something I should call you by?" William asked, only glancing slightly over his should to look at the woman. A few minutes later, the small group would reach the town, finding Henryk near the pathway.

"Ah, Henryk! Glad to see someone took my post while I was gone." William said as he approached the hunter. "You two make yourselves at home somewhere. Just don't get too comfortable, we'll be having a meeting in a short bit." He stated to Ryan and Ingrid, before turning to face Henryk again. "While I was gone, you didn't happen to see anyone else arrive did you?" William asked the Lycan.

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William continued to watch the road, waiting for any more would be arrivals to show themselves. The man sighed to himself after a short while. The night so far had been both quiet and calm, and the man turned his back to the road. He wanted to start the meeting before it became too late, however the man didn't make it more than three steeps away from where he stood watch before he came to another halt. At first it was distant, a rather subtle sound that only grew louder as seconds passed. The old hunter turned to face the road again, noticing a peculiar red truck rolling down the road and into town. As the car slowed to a stop beside him, William slowly circled the car, checking the interior through the windows. The car was filled with weapons and ammo. Its owner however was no where to be seen. He doubted that it had been abandoned. William glanced down the road, unstrapping his axe from his belt, the hunter cautiously followed road out of town. With a flick of his axe, the shaft extended out and locked into place. His grip tightened on the axe as he took hold of it with both hands, ready to hack at any would-be threats.

The chain on his shield continued to rattle as he slowly paced himself up the hill. Once he reached the top, he saw two figures standing ahead of him. The worn hunter still held his axe at the ready as he approached them. He stopped about fifteen feet away from, and looked them both over carefully. "We wouldn't happen to be lost here would we?" He asked them. The hunter's stance became more relaxed, but that still didn't change the fact that he was holding an axe. "Odd hours to be out hiking strangers, or did the truck that just rolled itself into my 'establishment' belong to you two?"

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@HIruma Tenchi Accepted, feel free to transfer your character over to the character tab.

As of now, i'm considering the group full. We are expecting one more person however, since Guess Who told me he had a friend who might be interested, so that last space is reserved for them. If people leave or disappear, i'll open it back up for further applications.

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@Zetsuko I started running out of colors, but I can maybe find something slightly darker for "Vanilla" or grey if its too problematic.

I will personally admit light gray is by far the worst color on that map, which is why I gave it a dark blue outline.

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In the first OOC post, I thought i'd grace you all with my majestic microsoft paint skills, and make a simple map of the village. If any of you need to reference the position of things, feel free to look at that. This abandoned village will serve as sort of our camp, or hub during the rp.

With that, I also started the IC, so feel free to arrive and interact.