You are interesting as well, I hope we may meet again. Although, maybe in a better place.
No need to be hesitant, I do not wish to harm you or anyone. Other than those damned players.
[Hatchet was walking, axe in hand. He was just on another hunt when he turned the corner and suddenly stopped. Artist lay there, bleeding. Hatchet hurried over, setting his axe by his side.]
"What happened?.."
@strandedragdoll "Hm, I like that name, MissBow. And I have already figured that out... Damned player..."
[Hatchet starting fixing the rose on his dress, noticing something off about it perhaps. The dim lighting, you could notice the blood staining the white dress, and it looked old.]