Stay where you are. I neither trust you nor wish to injure you.

No, I do not wish to talk about my clan. How did you even find me?

I’m hunting. I’m a hunter. I am the dark hand of my order and it is my duty to eliminate those that stand in the way of our goals and freedom.

My master doesn’t always agree with my methods, but my results have never been questioned. The corpses of my enemies weave the tale of my vengeance.

Their silence is my story.

My people seek peace and liberty in the forest; a break from the past. The rule of the rats is withered and corrupt. And we seek a new path, a new order.

I am the hand that will part the leaves so the light can filter in.

My master calls, the time for action is nigh.

I would suggest you leave the forest before the beast of war selects you for its next meal.

When you next see me, I will be dressed in the trophies of my fallen enemies.