Hunter has a minion!

Angel the Pyrefox


The Darkmatter Tigrean
Owner: Lisa

Age: 2 years, 1 month, 4 weeks

Born: October 7th, 2020

Adopted: 2 years, 1 month, 4 weeks ago

Adopted: October 7th, 2020

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  • Level: 1
  • Strength: 10
  • Defense: 10
  • Speed: 10
  • Health: 10
  • HP: 10/10
  • Intelligence: 0
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 1
  • Job: Unemployed

He was born a perfectly normal, common tigrean, to normal parents in a normal town. Well...maybe not entirely normal parents. Actually, they weren't normal at all. Unless you consider hunting demons normal. They never wanted their son to be brought into the dark, horrifying world in which they lived. Nightly hunts, traveling around the country, sometimes the world, to do research on different demon species and acquire relics to fight them got harder and harder to hide their secret lives from a curious, growing boy. They had finally made the decision to tell him, a few days after his 15th birthday.

His father had a dark matter demon cornered, his mother was readying a killing shot with her crossbow, the old warehouse was silent except for their labored breathing. It was silent until the clattering of a metal pipe shattered the relative calm. All three looked towards the sound, and there was their son, standing with a deer-in-the-headlights expression on his face. He'd followed his parents, his curiosity burning to know once and for all where they disappeared to all the time. He knew it wasn't business meetings and dinners with friends. But this...this was not at all even close to what he had expected. He stepped forward, and the demon, who had been gathering the energy to attack his parents, attacked him instead.

It all happened in an instant. Screaming, blood, a crossbow shot pinging off the cement floor, and blackness. When the boy opened his eyes, there was a smoldering, sooty mark on the floor where the demon had been. And his parents were there too, in front of the boy. At least, he knew it had to be his parents...two humanoid forms, blackened and smoking. They'd shielded him and killed the demon in one final act.

That horrible day, a man had arrived and told him he had been a friend of his parents, a fellow hunter. He took the boy with him and over the years, trained him in the ways of hunting. He'd never agreed with his friends' decision to not tell their son what they were and what they did. Still, he'd been wary in beginning his training after their death. But the boy needed to know. He needed to learn. And so the training began. It continued until the boy was no longer a boy and had learned all he could. He was good, better than the man or his parents had been in fact. He was fast, strong, intelligent, and he had a reason to fight. He had even tamed the large pyrefox they'd found on their last hunt. No one would suffer the loss of a loved one ever again, if he could help it. On the day he left the man's home, the day his training ended, he felt like it was the start of something important. The beginning of the end for demon kind. It was with this feeling in his heart, that he took a new name and christened himself 'Hunter' so that all demons who heard his name would know their end was near.

story by Lisa (roughly based on Supernatural because I heart it), background from OpenGameArt,
pentacle image from PNGio (owned by tv's Supernatural)

Pet Treasure

Dual Flintlock Pistols

Vampire Hunter Stake

Vampire Hunter Crossbow

Charlie Crossbow

Vampire Hunter Belt

Protective Spell Seals

Romero Post Mortem Evil Eye Medallion

Wavy Athame

Bloodred Hunting Knife


Sea Salt


Wild Garlic

Sacred Ground

Gargoyle Fragments


Unholy Pages

Book of Demonic Names

Book of Demons I

Book of Demons II

Book of Demons III

Book of Demons IV

Book of Demons V

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