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Kroashent - Duncan Allandu
🕑 Added 2021-08-27 16:51:27 +0000 UTCThe Ellén Trechend's three vulture-like heads bobbed up and down, each scanning the foliage for signs of movement. The brush was still. The creature, apparently satisfied, returned to its meal, ripping the entrails from the charred carcass, squawking with greedy snaps as each head fought over the choicest viscera. The rightmost let out a surprised squeal at the light caught the blade, the flash the only warning of the coming attack. The scythe sliced cleanly through the creature's neck, a bubbling liquid spurting out of the hole, landing with a sizzle on the dirt. The creature wheeled around, screaming in pain as the other heads dealt with the sudden attack, letting out panicked gouts of flame. The man in the black hat whirled his scythe once more, bringing it up from a low angle to slice into the monsters gut, bringing it upwards with a sickening motion as the central head jolted violently and crashed to the floor. The man in black smiled, slicing off the creatures's left wing and kicking the off-balanced creature to the ground. The Ellén Trechend snarled and snapped, a last ditch effort to tear off its attackers arm. The man plunged his hand into its open maw, his smirk now a deranged, wild-eyed glee. The flame in the creature throat gurgled as it prepared to defend itself. With a slice, the hunter cut loose the creatures writhing tongue and pulled out his hand, clutching his prize as the creatures throat blistered from the undirected flame. It gurgled and writhed. The man in black calmly placed the still wriggling organ into a pouch and sat down, watching the creature in its death throes. As the monster writhed in agony, Duncan leaned forward, cutting off a bit of the charred oxen and sat back.
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Duncan Allandu is a hunter of the Chasseurs de Sang Noir, a loose collective of mercenary outlaws who hunt down monsters unleashed by the Tear. For many peasant villagers without access to the resources of the nobility, the Chasseurs are the last and only resort to the creatures that threaten their lives and livelihoods. Some work to provide a respite for the underprivileged, driven from lawful society by cruel twists of fate or desperate choices. Others, like Duncan, take pleasure in the hunt and coin, a new thrill to satisfy their unrelenting addiction. The Chasseurs are sung about in village songs and spoken of in quiet whispers.
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