A new hunt

Arwin had watched the group enter the forest, they were a good target, his next hunt. He had used the forest to his advantage to junp from tree to tree, before landing in a tree above Barden. He noticed a green tendril approaching the man, the Grim Hunter wasn't going to let someone or something else take his prey pulling out his blade he jumped across and chopped the tendril. Landing in a nearby tree, he gripped the side of the trunk. He looked down at them, the cold wind blowing his claok in the wind.
He he watched where the tendril came from. It had slithered away in pain, Arwin slightly holped to the other side of the trees before returning to a spot he could watch them, he would need to be patient if he wanted to surpise them. So he waited and watched in the darkness.

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