The Most Dangerous Game: Hunts

Castle Peen, Isle of Man

A rumbling of a storm can be heard outside the castle walls. Winds, rain and occasional thunder marked the landscape. Within the fortress, light was almost nonexistent. The creaks of wooden floorboards let out sometimes, breaking the rhythm of the storm. It was in nights of this sort that more than just mice scurried about. Deep in one of the storage cellars of the castle, some crates rumbled in the darkness before being lifted up and rolling backwards as a trapdoor is lifted, accompanied by the groans of the men lifting it. "It's darker than a black sheep in here. Octavius, give us some light." One of the figures said as he climbed out of the tunnel. The other figure nodded and fumbled with what looked like a bag of sorts. After some seconds, a orb of light was expelled.

There stood the few Huntsmen accompanying this quest. Derrick, the reigning leader of the group, stood tall as he surveyed the room. Behind him, climbing out of the tunnel was Octavius, the Dog Headed Alchemist, holding his wand in hand as he guided the orb of light. Still in the tunnel was the newly recruited Brother Yaga, the escapee of the witch by the same name. After Derrick was satisfied with the area around the trio, he turned went down to a knee, removing a book from his jacket as the others did their dues, he opened it up and sped through the pages before finding the one he wanted. He looked up at his allies. "Alright, Octavius already knows why we are here, but for our newest inductee I'll give some explanation."

He places the book on the ground for all to see. Artwork depicting shadowy hounds were scrabbed over the pages. "This is the Mauthe Dog. It has been haunting this castle for quite some time. We don't know what it exactly is, but it shies away from light, and avoids groups of men larger than two. We've already attempted bringing it down in the past, but failed. We will have to remain a single group, because when lone men have entered this fortress, they have a tendency to go blind, deaf, and insane." He says while puffing smoke from his pipe. "It's hard to force the thing into a physical confrontation, assuming it's "fear" of groups is the cause. Don't wander too far from Octavius's light, and stay with the group. If you get lost in any way yell out. We'll likely get to you before it does." He puts out the pipe, taking his book and standing up. "Whenever your ready."

"The weapons you bring, treasures we find, and the gold we earn are just the tools to a greater goal. Remember that."

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Castle Peen, Isle of Man

The Most Dangerous Game: Hunts

"The weapons you bring, treasures we find, and the gold we earn are just the tools to a greater goal. Remember that."

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Castle Peen, Isle of Man

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