A young man with short hair resembling that of a crew cut blonde gold of the tips the rest black lays on his bed in a makeshift bed in a makeshift room in a makeshift House in the woods he's not a sleep not yet he's just waiting. Waiting for tomorrow morning for his next assignment as pier contract he gets one just one day to do what he wants 12 hours of day and 8 hours of evening at 9 pm he must go to bed so he is ready to face what he needs to rather it be grim some dark evil creature a death stalker faunes or something else he usually just kills people if they step out of line grim if they overcome a town or get too close to the villages,city's or whatnot and it is rare for him to lose interest or turn down a job very rare but he can't help but wonder why why does he need this he was very verysmart and extremely skilled in everything he *sighed heavily * he could just get a job as a Clark or a bartender or a teacher but no it's wired too deep into him he sat up and scanned the room with his eyes just briefly looking around before resting on his case's that be brought he had a very nice house made of the finest wood from remment but he chose to stay in the woods to sleep in them he just couldn't seem to shake the sear training he got although he was a green berate vet and a Danm good one.One may say he was like John Rambo. he had been liveing in remnant for what seemed like four to six months he had heard the locals say the Val festival was next year and that the best fighting students from around the kingdoms were coming to one location and that would bring trouble a lot of trouble for he kewn from experience so he prepared and he had a few encounters with this group the white fang when he engaged in combat with them he made sure that they did not see his face he killed them with no hesitation no second guessing just did. Rumors soon spread that some human monster we're killing and slaughtering there men like some rabbited dog or some crazyed new type of grim detectives were baffled and sessioned hunters were on edge they had skeptics as well some rogue silver eyed warriors that the white fang killed or fucked with the silver eyed warriors were few very few but they were there in hiding the last few some banded to gather some when off for work to start family's or to wander remnant for all eternity like a self exile as war makes us do horrible things. It was 1 when he got up and checked his gear packed it dressed in his woodland camo that he had from where he was from and set out to hunt. it was still dark when he reached the outpost where he was to take out the target.the outpost had a small base camp there as an obverse post there was a stream of waters running like a creek he was an a hill with thick densit trees from there the trees blocked out the sun seeing him was impossible he took out his m24 sniper rifle he loaded it with one bullet his target was 700 meters away he could see him even with out his Leupold Mk 4 LR/T M1 10×40mm fixed power scope he was the only one with bull horns the rest had dog ears or some other type of animal traits and they all had the same mask and pants shirts shoes the only difference was that he had his hood down he looked through the scope aimed at his head there was no wind he took the shot squeezed the trigger his target hit the ground his brain splatters on the ground and over some of the others that were standing there screaming could be Heard he got out of there undetected and got back home then got himself got food then went to bed.
