Hunter of The Old Blood "What's that smell? The sweet blood;oh it sings to me. It's enough to make a man sick” Ahunteris born by the blood, made alive by the blood, Through the blood he is made whole, it sustains him and becomes him. The blood makes him human, makes him more than human, makes him human no more. The Hunters are a group of warriors who are dedicated to keeping their regions safe by hunting down beasts - or anything other than beasts ifneed be - that pose a threat. Hunters are agile fighters armed with a trick weapon, a transforming melee weapon in the righthand, a firearm in the left and the blood within them. They do not employ shields, but rather take advantage of their mobility in order to avoid attacks. Hunters exist throughout the world and are not exclu- sive to any one region. They answer only to themselves and the Healing Church, an organization that appears only in the dreams of ones it deems worthy to join the hunt. The Hunter's Dream The Dreamlands are not an illusion, they are areal place. All hunters vist the hunter's dream at some point in their lives, itis how the Healing Church communes with its hunters. Most are eventually driven mad by the dreams existence however, unable to determine which of the two realities is the real one. The dream itself is not much to behold, but it feels every bit as real as waking world Upon an endless field of flowers sits a small church watched over by a man with no name, The man only seems only to have one singular purpose, to assist the Hunter in the hunt. He offers guidance when the Hunter is lost, and equipment when the hunter requests it. He also promises glory when the hunter wakes from what he calls _ the real dream. It is unknown as to how the old man is in possession of random knowledge, or how he is able to deliver on such wondrous devices such as the Trick Weapons, all that is known is that he does. F