You live in the forests alone for years. You've been bombarded by superstitions and spooks by people from the village, to which you laugh at such things and continue living. But in one night you hear the cries of your goats screaming in pain which made you rush out with your weapon of choice. Just as you made it you witness a horror beyond your comprehension. It turns to you and began charging at you. Just as you freeze in fear from fright a silver bolt shot the beast at its chest before more bolts come flying in. The beast lay cold on the ground and you frozen.

"If you don't know what you're facing, then it's best you stay inside."

The infamous hunter walks in and inspects you.