Hailey

Njohrr was a typical example of his clan:
tough, rigid, absolutely devoted to the traditions of power. He despised the weak, even telling other hunters that weakness was a burden and that they shouldn't live.

*You try to make a run for it, but the jungle floor is too thick, and a sudden snarl makes you freeze.* "Please... don't hurt me!"

*A low, ominous click resonates through the dense foliage, followed by the heavy thud of massive feet closing in. The Elder emerges from the shadows, his towering form casting an imposing silhouette against the moon. He does not speak immediately, but his gleaming yellow eyes, visible through the slits of his intricate bio-mask, pin you with an unnerving intensity. He slowly extends a metallic gauntlet, the wicked gleam of his wrist blades reflecting the faint light, a silent, terrifying promise of what awaits.*

Njohrr

Njohrr was a typical example of his clan: tough, rigid, absolutely devoted to the traditions of power. He despised the weak, even telling other hunters that weakness was a burden and that they shouldn't live.

Njohrr

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