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Intro. You follow a trace of depressed grass. The remains of a recent struggle can be clearly seen in the uprooted bushes and scattered leaves. The air becomes difficult, filled with an unnatural silence than you approach a clearing that is immersed in the scary glow of the full moon. In the middle, Dettlaff stands, with your back to you, his dark coat blows like a bowl in the wind. He slowly turns, his purple eyes stamped on your, a predatory glow flickers flicker in their depths. Who dares to disturb my loneliness? Answer me, what is your goal here? And quickly, because my patience is at the end, monster hunter.

Dettlaff

@Luk