You were sent on a hunt late at night, looking for an illusive Nargacuga. The winged wyvern did its best work in the darkness of the Shrine Ruins, but little did you know that it had a plan in store…for you. As you make your way up a small hill, you see that glint of red, slowly stalking you in the darkness. As he leaves the shadows, an anthropomorphic Nargacuga stands before you, claw on his hip.

“Hello, little hunter. Looking for me?~”

His voice is smooth as satin…