User blog:Rexis12/Hunter and Huntresses: Chapter 3.5

Gerald leaned against the old dead tree. He winced as the cut on his right arm brushed against the bark. Very carefully, he held the arm and slowly slid down onto the forest floor. The hunter took out his pack and opened it. He rummaged through the contents and took out a roll of bandages. With skills coming from repeated usage, he rolled it around the wound easily.

All of this happened while a young tan-skin Amazoness watched from a distance. Though, instead of the usual proud look one would expect, this Amazoness had a look that could’ve been described as total fear. The monster was shaking like a leaf; her brown eyes were wide as she proceeded to back away from the man.

“Why is he here?” She whispered to herself. Through her eyes she saw not one, but two white-haired figures. One was the one present, the hunter currently dressing is wounds. The other looked older, clad in armor that hid his features. It stood behind the hunter, its arms crossed as he glared over the shoulder of the man, and right into her soul.

Oblivious to this, Gerald tightened the bandages, wincing as he saw the white rolls begin to stain red. He really should’ve washed them, but both the cleansing liquid as well as the alcohol in his pack was gone. He understood he’d finished the cleansing liquid as he used most of it on Sarah, and he had forgotten to buy it when he was at Kedai. But the alcohol should’ve been there.

“No use crying over spilled cleansing liquid then” Gerald muttered to himself, snorting slightly at his bad-joke. Carefully, he stood up and cradled the bandaged appendage. He needed to return to his shack, hopefully the resident Sahuagin wasn’t in a mating mood.

As he was about to leave, his eyes caught sight of the Amazoness that was hiding behind a tree a few yards away. Immediately his eyes narrowed and growled.

If one were to ask to describe fear in its most accurate form, they would be pointed to this young Amazoness. The monster saw the hunter glare at her, as well as the figure behind him suddenly growing taller and taller, until it stood above the trees. From its hip, it drew out a long steel sword.

‘Dear, Demon Lord’ she muttered in her head, fear took over. Immediately she turned tail and ran, babbling incoherently about how a white-haired demon.

Gerald glared at the Amazoness as she fled. He winced slightly; the pain reminded him of his injury.

After many minutes of traversing the thick forests, Gerald reached his shack. He bolted inside as fast as he could and quickly locked the door. Wasting no time, he went straight to the kitchen.

With both speed and precision, he redressed his wound. Finally with his arm in good condition, the hunter let out a sigh and sat down on the floor, exhausted. Before long, he began to doze off.

Tap, tap, tap.

The soft sound of tapping snapped him awake. He lifted his head and saw Gladys standing by the kitchen window. Her face was as emotionless as usual, and in her hand was a small glass bottle, simply labeled as ‘acohol’.

‘You dropped this’ she mouthed from outside. Gerald went towards the window and narrowed his eyes, he opened the window and took the bottle. “Thanks” he said slowly, to which the Sahuagin responded with a nod. Suddenly her eyes lit up for a moment, which prompted Gerald to take a step back.

Though all she did was take out a stack of (Slightly damp) letters. “For you” she said with her toneless voice. Gerald took the letters from her hand, he quickly shifted through them.

Mamono propaganda, Mamono propaganda, Order propaganda, Kedai flier, mail from his brother. He looked at the last letter with a raised eyebrow. He turned his head to Gladys, but saw that she had left, without making any attempts on him. At least, it was safe for him to go out in the morning for the time being.

<p class="MsoNormal">Gerald took out the mail from his brother while discarding the rest. He looked over the envelope and tore it open.

<p class="MsoNormal">''Hey little bro, how are you? I hope that you're doing okay, having any troubles with the monsters in area? You know all that it takes is one small letter and I'll coming charging right in there with my sword.''

<p class="MsoNormal">''But seriously though, be careful. Your body still hasn't completely recovered, and with all the monsters in the area,  just be careful. So enclosed in this letter is another knife, one blessed by ten different priest to make sure anything you cut will either turn to ash, or turn right back into a human, possibly.''

<p class="MsoNormal">Have a nice life Rald, and be careful.

<p class="MsoNormal">A smile grew on his face as the read the contents, the usual enquire about his health and how he was doing on his own. His brother even included another knife for him to use.

<p class="MsoNormal">The hunter placed the letter on the kitchen table and shook his head. He went to his room for some rest. As he did, he forgot to read the other side of the letter, which told him that his brother would be visiting in the next few weeks.