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Post by Eri on Aug 29, 2012 14:13:30 GMT -5
"Park ranger is an old guy, mostly just makes sure people are equipped with what they need. He might not be the most knowledgable person to ask, though there are a couple wildlife hunters in the locals. Good luck finding competent hunters, though. I've only seen a few that might live for another year, the rest are going to get killed with so many werewolves out there." He paused, head tilted slightly. He talked about people getting killed flippantly, seeming to be very used to hearing about it. Werewolf hunting didn't become so popular until just recently, and many had no idea what they were really getting into. The job is a nightmare, and only the insane survived.
"Most of the town history could be found in the archives, but I'm sure there are a few old folks around that won't mind telling stories." In all honesty he wasn't the social type. He mostly let other hunters ask around and do that sort of work, and he did the killing.
He glanced at his fortune, chuckling softly. Someone close might not be what they seem. "As for native animals, I don't really care. Werewolves only hunt what they need, and even then they don't always hunt. They eat normal food too."
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Post by liepard442 on Aug 30, 2012 11:34:34 GMT -5
{Nice fortune }
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Post by Eri on Sept 3, 2012 10:25:43 GMT -5
{I'm a clever girl}
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