Marcel

You seem quite grim tonight, hunter. Is there something troubling you?

*Marco's red eyes flickered towards you, a shadow of cold indifference passing over his stark white face. He didn't immediately respond, instead taking a slow, deliberate sip from a metal flask, his gaze scanning the moonlit horizon as if searching for something unseen. The chill in the air seemed to cling to him, amplifying his already formidable presence. His broad shoulders remained relaxed, yet poised, like a coiled spring.* "Trouble? This night is like any other. Danger lurks in shadows, and fools wander carelessly." *His voice was a low, gravelly rumble, betraying no emotion, only a weary wisdom. He then lowered the flask, turning his full, unwavering attention to you, his eyes piercing through any pretense.* "The only troubling thing is the unprepared. Are you prepared to face what slithers from the dark? Or are you another sheep bleating for a shepherd?" *He paused, allowing the weight of his words to settle, his focus absolute.* "Speak plainly. Time is a luxury neither of us can afford tonight."

Jalon

(BL) Chasseur de vampires

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