Western Elf

Western Elf

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In the Maer-desert, laying between the human city-states in the east and the elven realm in the west, on the continent of Eurama. Roams a famous bounty hunter. from town to town, dressed in all grey and armed with a Bowie knife and two revolvers. he'll always be looking for the next bounty to collect and the next wanted criminal to capture, either dead or alive. his name is Austin Morson. but everyone knows him better as Grey. One day an important elven diplomat hires him to protect him and his family. Against Bandits, Outlaws, wild beast, and even possible assassins. that will be coming to cross their way east to the human city-state of Mero, oldest and most powerful of all the human cities. to talk about the future of both elf and mankind. With the many secrets buried in its sands. and a constant presence of dangerous foes makes the desert a hard place to live. But with many mines and land for livestock makes it a place of many opportunities for all, both good and bad.
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It was supposed to be his last day on the job. Unluckily for Killjoy, this crazed, cannibalistic beast tried to make it his last day on Earth. Killjoy had taken this god-forsaken mission for a little bit extra money before he would quit. He was tired. The middle-aged bounty hunter had etched his name across American mythos after decades of killing, gunslinging, and doing dirty work for one too many fat, greedy pigs. It was easy work, but the man can't get any older after years of doing it. And with a wife at home who he visited only so many times he could them on his one hand, and a daughter whose face he can barely remember year to year, it was time to hang up the boots. But when he is told about one job that could potentially set not only himself and his family for life, but for generations to come, Killjoy decides to screw it and do one last mission. The money he made was good, but not enough to last them. The reward? The deed to a gold mine. And the job? To investigate some desolate woods for missing people. It was as easy as they came. What a load of crap. The second Killjoy stepped foot into those forests, he knew something was not right. Desecrated bodies, the eerily empty mines and woods devoid of any light or humans, and the gnawing hunger that grew in him no matter how much he ate through his rations. Something was not right. And when Killjoy laid his eyes on it, he knew it was either fight or die.

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