@anubisienpw continued from x
“Alright, so you’re no demon, but you’re certainly not human.” Nothing he’s ever seen or read about in the bestiaries compared to the creature that stood before him. She looked hound like, but with a human body. Bloody fucking giant body at that, she damn near towered over him, and he wasn’t a pushover by any means of the word.
"You are in Wallachia, girl. And by the looks of it, far, far away from home.” Feeling slightly less apprehensive about the creature before him the Hunter takes on a more relaxed stance, casting a weary look at the other. “Take care to keep yourself out of sights,though. The good people here don’t like anything that doesn’t have greasy palms and small children on their laps. You’d be a target in seconds.”
Though the fact that she knows who he is and he hasn’t so much a clue about her is a little upsetting at best; he couldn’t be a world-renowned Hunter and not know every creature, living or dead, like the back of his hand.
“You know of my family, then. Stories must travel further than I give them credit for. I am Trevor Belmont, and I do indeed kill demons. Amongst other things.”
