@axeworne said: "And what are you? Beast? Man? Something worse?"
Something worse... perhaps. Viler, at the very least.
A moment to regard her. Dead calm demeanour, his helmet obscuring any facial expression. Oh, but an amused smile does tug at his lips, invisible to the eyes, yet nonetheless colouring his voice. “Are you not a Hunter?” Paused; a rather lazy inquire of his own. “Use your knowledge, your instincts! The expertise acquired during such a long night of hunting.”
Far from hostile, the Crow presents a game.
“Then, you tell me --- what manner of creature should I be?”














