The Gathering Hub was full of life and energy. Expert hunters were giving tips to amateur hunters who were battered from a tussle with Great Jaggi. A man with a red hood enters the Gathering Hub and many were at attention and surprise. He only ever came here if he had a task for hunters. A daunting one. He approaches a group of hunters talking about all of the folklore they've heard of in their years of experience. They laughed at the incredulity of it. The man speaks,
"So, you doubt the truth, the fear of Fatalis? You believe you truly understand what happened at Schrade? I have a quest for you, gifted hunters, but for now? Sit down, my friends. Let me tell you the story of what happened to Schrade. Not the story that was given my mouth of your ancestors, who twisted the knowledge on purpose or out of forgetfulness. What I speak now is the truth. And may it rest in your minds for eternity, as it has on mine."
The hunters sat down silently, and a slow, sick grin crept up on the dry lips of the hooded man. The Gathering Hub went silent in interest.
"Let us begin."
A million dollar bounty, underground assassins, torture-it's all in a days work for assassin Jessie Wright.
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Molded into an assassin by the one who killed her parents, Jessie defies orders and goes rogue. Now with a bounty on her head, her only chance of survival may be with a man who's reputation is worse than her own.
Violence, Assault, Swearing.