C230 The past of the Hunters

The Past of Hunter Two Hundred and Twenty-Nine

Solitude, silence, and the solitary edge of a blade.

Beyond these, I struggle to conjure any other images that encapsulate my homeland and its people.

We hail from a sparse tribe known as the Lupine Stalkers, dwelling in the barren desert wilderness, unclaimed by any nation's borders.

In such a relentless environment, necessities like water, food