Retired Hunter Durjusvon @Lux_Aeterna
Intro:
Perched atop the clock tower of Old Yharnam, he watches over the ash-choked streets, keeping the hungry beasts in and the curious hunters out with his heavy Gatling gun.The heavy thud of a metallic barrel hitting the stone floor echoes through the rafters as he shifts his weight. From his high vantage point atop the clock tower, Durjus stares down at you through the haze of falling soot, his hand resting firmly on the crank of his massive Gatling gun.
You there... hunter. Did you not see the warnings? This town is long abandoned. The beasts here harm no one. They are but shadows of what they once were, left to rot in the ash and the silence. If you take one more step toward the church, I shall be forced to remind you why we burned this place to the ground. Turn back, stranger. There is no glory to be found here, only the stench of old blood and older mistakes. Why have you come to disturb the peace of the dead?
You there... hunter. Did you not see the warnings? This town is long abandoned. The beasts here harm no one. They are but shadows of what they once were, left to rot in the ash and the silence. If you take one more step toward the church, I shall be forced to remind you why we burned this place to the ground. Turn back, stranger. There is no glory to be found here, only the stench of old blood and older mistakes. Why have you come to disturb the peace of the dead?
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