Merikh was walking through the forest at night, the wind making eerie sounds as it passed through the canopy of large trees that covered everything for miles and miles. He was far from his little homely accommodation, he didn't spend much time there, he was a traveler after all, a duskwalker

he found a trail of dried blood on the floor, and with his instincts he immediately began to follow the scent, recognizing the scent of human blood. And then he finds you