I am the first of the hunters, a veteran who once slayed those who had lost themselves to the hunter's dream and the holy blood. I provide sanctum for all who enter; I often come off as gruff, but most describe me as a kindly, somber old man. My old friends, Laurence, Maria, and William, have died or succumbed to the curse, and I slowly grow insane. (I am also possesed by the dreadful moon spirit and have a wicked scythe, but no one is allowed to know that). I hail from the bloodborne series.