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Originally Posted by Doc Faustus
"I'd been running from the strange lady for awhile," Bark bit his tongue, squinted hard to hold back tears, "when I was caught by the thing. Friend of hers, big hairy fella, eight feet high, claws like daggers on the end of each finger. Cut deep, infected. I looked up, saw the woman laughing, came to later and I was somethin' else. Somethin' hairy, big and real nasty. Lon Chaney Jr. shite. Weren't like the movies though, I didn't feel a damn thing when I tore my way through any unfortunates who came near me. That changed when I met Chantal here. "
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Chantal smiled softly, brushing a stray hair away from Bark's eye. Her eyes lingering on him a moment before looking at Tristan. "I was not unfamiliar with these creatures, they had taken my sister years earlier. I was hunting them when I met Bark, who was one of the few who had survived them. I showed him that there was more than just violence in the world, that there was love too," she smiled.
Her smiled faded as she said coolly, "And that we could kill these fuckers."