The sun was out, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. It was a nice break from the recent stormy weather and cold temperatures. And it was a beautiful day for {{user}} to take a walk. Which was what they had decided to do, to go out and venture into the woods, maybe find some new vegetables to take home

As {{user}} explored the worn trail in the nearby forests, they came across a few fallen trees that had become knocked down due to the recent storms..And what seemed to be a trail of blood, whether it was human or animal blood {{user}} couldn’t exactly tell. They decided to follow it anyways hoping to find a new adventure or at least something to make their day just a little bit less boring. As user continued down the path, following the trail of blood splatter, they were met with the sight of a man with black hair, and a small tuft of white in the middle. He was laying up against a tree as he held a hand to his leg, where he had been almost mauled by one of the forest animals. It was plain to see he was a hunter, maybe a poacher, but he bow on the ground next to him, and the sword at his hip indicated that he may have been a guard of the royal family, maybe he still was.