Chapter 1: The Encounter...
Faint footsteps can be heard through the rustling of fallen leaves as a cold wind tears through The Forest of Ghan.
"The footsteps are growing louder, it's almost time to move" is the only thing running through the mind of the young hunter lying in wait, the blistering cold is just another obstacle in his way.
"Just then to the left it's right on top of me!?" The hunter ducks and rolls to an adjacent tree, the previous one which was once a hiding place for this young hunter had been sawn clean in half and fell to the ground with tremendous force.
"A Vygar?! This close to the well? Something must be attracting it here. Looks like I've got my work cut out for me, and I thought today was going to be an easy hunt."
For those unfamiliar with the Vygar it is but one of the many deadly beasts that inhabit the cursed woods known as The Forest of Ghan. The Vygar resembles a centaur in the fact that its lower body is that of a horse having four powerful legs with the ability to kick with a force much stronger than that of any human. They also possess a torso that resembles a human male but this is where the similarities end. A Vygar's skin is a sickly shade of grey, with arms that are blades said to be sharper than any sword known to the Royal Knight Corps. Their saliva also acts as a paralytic agent for any creature whose blood comes into contact with it. For this reason the vygar have learned over the years to coat their blades in their own saliva, requiring only one precise slash to bring any opponent to certain death.
"It's now or never!" The hunter pulls an arrow from his quiver and quickly rolls to his right. A second tree comes down in a deafening crash and at this precise moment the hunter draws his arrow back and lets it fly.
While it is important to note that normal arrows would have little effect on a Vygar due to the fact that once they have prey in their minds they will stop at nothing short of death to see that prey eliminated. However, these aren't normal arrows our hunter uses. In fact these arrows have been dipped in the waters of Ghanroh Well that lies in the very center of The Forest of Ghan. It is believed that the power radiating from this well keeps the beasts that would normally inhabit these woods at bay. This no longer seems to be the case as the creatures have begun to stir in the distant darkness along with the whispers of powerful men from a far off kingdom looking to change the world for their own pleasures.
The arrow strikes true piercing the throat of the Vygar. The sound of gargled blood echoes throughout the wooded area, and at this moment the hunter dashes forward skillfully flipping over the downed tree and closing in on his target. While airborne over the tree he pulls a blade from its holster near his rib cage, landing on his feet he pivots around the beast and plunges the blade into its spine, pulling the blade out gracefully he watches the beast collapse at his feet and draws a deep breath.
"A baby one huh, I guess I'm lucky it wasn't an adult. I did manage to catch a rabbit earlier, I guess I should head back to the well for now."
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