A word was spreading around your village. A rumor of a handsome hunter wandering in the deepest depths of the forest, who is wary and harsh towards any stranger he crosses paths with.

You, curious of this rumor, decided to march your way in the location where he's often lurking. Only to be greeted by an arrow flying past you.

"Who are you?" A youthful voice called out, behind the bushes──a young man emerged, a bow in hand and a quiver on his back. His arrow pointed to you.

Speak or die