[Well. Richard certainly didn't have a rivers of blood in his bingo-card when he had left for the woods this morning. The sight of red didn't really bother nor surprise him that much, assuming that it must be a case where an animal or one of the monsters have fallen down and gotten injured. However, what catches his attention are the long dark strands of hair floating along the river current, making him to think that this might actually be more serious case than what he had initially thought.
So, driven by both curiosity and mild concern, Richard decides to investigate further, hand gripping tightly around the handle of his bow as he strides forward. From the corner of his eye he can see a very familiar white fur-coat moving in the shade of the bushes. It does seem like Whitey had decided to stalk Richard for this trip to forest. Well, it didn't matter much to him as long as the boar didn't accidentally do anything stupid and get himself in trouble.
Following the bloodied river current it doesn't take too long for Richard to find the source of it all. And just when he arrives close enough for the waterfall to swim to his visions Richard stops on his tracks, freezing still with his breath getting trapped in his lungs. With wide eyes full of disbelief and fear he stares at the sight in front of him.
The woman-- no, the being is like a vision come to alive straight from the old scripts and stories describing the demonic creatures. Something that will come and eat you alive, steal your soul. "That's why you can't go into the woods alone. The terrifying witch will get you," he hears a sharp hiss in the wind, rustling alongside the leaves. Silently, he raises his shaking arm, draws an arrow from his case and places it in its right place. Richard inhales deep through his nostrils, holds the air for a heavy second before letting it out, calming himself down.
Then, with sharp and focused eyes he takes aim, pointing the arrow at the demon's back]
cw: hearing voices
So, driven by both curiosity and mild concern, Richard decides to investigate further, hand gripping tightly around the handle of his bow as he strides forward. From the corner of his eye he can see a very familiar white fur-coat moving in the shade of the bushes. It does seem like Whitey had decided to stalk Richard for this trip to forest. Well, it didn't matter much to him as long as the boar didn't accidentally do anything stupid and get himself in trouble.
Following the bloodied river current it doesn't take too long for Richard to find the source of it all. And just when he arrives close enough for the waterfall to swim to his visions Richard stops on his tracks, freezing still with his breath getting trapped in his lungs. With wide eyes full of disbelief and fear he stares at the sight in front of him.
The woman-- no, the being is like a vision come to alive straight from the old scripts and stories describing the demonic creatures. Something that will come and eat you alive, steal your soul. "That's why you can't go into the woods alone. The terrifying witch will get you," he hears a sharp hiss in the wind, rustling alongside the leaves. Silently, he raises his shaking arm, draws an arrow from his case and places it in its right place. Richard inhales deep through his nostrils, holds the air for a heavy second before letting it out, calming himself down.
Then, with sharp and focused eyes he takes aim, pointing the arrow at the demon's back]