The young doctor was one of the first to study the negative effects of the Bloodborne disease but when Yharnam fell Tusk was one of the last to escape the city, but something effected him years later. The curiosity was killing him, traveling healing random diseases and the like bored him after dealing with the Old Blood and its effects. So much to his own misfortune he was drawn back to the city to find a blinding must surrounding the forest area around the city itself.
Tusk was lost traveling for days alone without a real traveling direction, soon his supplies run low and he began to starve. Slowly the madness of the most consumed him and he stumbled upon a flowery hill surrounded by the ominous mist. A man with a large scythe lay dead near a giant tree, "what the hell?" The man's scent was horrid as he was almost completely decomposed. "Gherman?" Tusk looked down at the body of the man, this was one of the people who had originally worked with him on experimenting with the Old Blood. "Rest in peace my friend," turning a woman in white stood by the front entrance holding a plate of food.
"What is this place???" Tusk heard the woman's voice though her don't move, This is the Hunter's dream... Nothing stays truly dead in Yharnam, eat up Hunter fore your hunt is about to begin. Following her back across this strange garden to a giant church the two enter and he eats his full thanking her Tusk knotices a man standing at the alter with a Blunderbus in one hand and a Saw Blade in the other offering them both to Tusk. My name is Yorkshire the Last Hunter, my hunt has ended, but Yharnam is still shrouded in darkness and tonite when the moon's color is that of Blood... There is a chance to heal Yharnam. Tusk walks forward slowly and takes the weapons and Hunter Yorkshire hands, "how do I..? What do I..??" Find the Book of Blood and Burn it, that is your quest Hunter.
From the floor alien like halfling sorts grab at Tusk's legs, "WAIT!!! WHAT!!! YORKSHIRE ILL DO IT, ILL BURN THE BOOK!!!" Opening the Saw Blade Tusk tried to slash the small entities away but the Saw had no effect and a white light consumed Tusk....................................................... Opening his eyes Tusk lay in a large clock tower, before him the clock reads 12:01. Screams across the city get Tusk to sit up completely, making his way down the countless stairs with the Blunderbus on his back, Saw Blade in his hand he opened the door at the base of the clock tower and all he saw was chaos in the city! "This is gonna be a long night," Tusk looked in horror as he realized what the night was about to bring.
Tusk was lost traveling for days alone without a real traveling direction, soon his supplies run low and he began to starve. Slowly the madness of the most consumed him and he stumbled upon a flowery hill surrounded by the ominous mist. A man with a large scythe lay dead near a giant tree, "what the hell?" The man's scent was horrid as he was almost completely decomposed. "Gherman?" Tusk looked down at the body of the man, this was one of the people who had originally worked with him on experimenting with the Old Blood. "Rest in peace my friend," turning a woman in white stood by the front entrance holding a plate of food.
"What is this place???" Tusk heard the woman's voice though her don't move, This is the Hunter's dream... Nothing stays truly dead in Yharnam, eat up Hunter fore your hunt is about to begin. Following her back across this strange garden to a giant church the two enter and he eats his full thanking her Tusk knotices a man standing at the alter with a Blunderbus in one hand and a Saw Blade in the other offering them both to Tusk. My name is Yorkshire the Last Hunter, my hunt has ended, but Yharnam is still shrouded in darkness and tonite when the moon's color is that of Blood... There is a chance to heal Yharnam. Tusk walks forward slowly and takes the weapons and Hunter Yorkshire hands, "how do I..? What do I..??" Find the Book of Blood and Burn it, that is your quest Hunter.
From the floor alien like halfling sorts grab at Tusk's legs, "WAIT!!! WHAT!!! YORKSHIRE ILL DO IT, ILL BURN THE BOOK!!!" Opening the Saw Blade Tusk tried to slash the small entities away but the Saw had no effect and a white light consumed Tusk....................................................... Opening his eyes Tusk lay in a large clock tower, before him the clock reads 12:01. Screams across the city get Tusk to sit up completely, making his way down the countless stairs with the Blunderbus on his back, Saw Blade in his hand he opened the door at the base of the clock tower and all he saw was chaos in the city! "This is gonna be a long night," Tusk looked in horror as he realized what the night was about to bring.
Clock Tower Gargoyle
The line between man and beasts is blurred, the dark steers of Yharnam were filled with strange and terrible abominations but as Tusk stepped out of the clock tower a large half stone being watched from above the front entrance! Jumping down blocking the Clock Tower front door the Clocktower Gargoyle roared!
The line between man and beasts is blurred, the dark steers of Yharnam were filled with strange and terrible abominations but as Tusk stepped out of the clock tower a large half stone being watched from above the front entrance! Jumping down blocking the Clock Tower front door the Clocktower Gargoyle roared!
Spinning around Tusk jumped backwards, "holy mother of..." The roar interrupted his sentence, and he slashed at the Gargoyle with his Saw Blade before jumping backwards. Questions flashed through Tusk's mind, were there other Hunter's left here in Yharnam? Were they still good or had they become corrupt?? And even if they were here and clean of corruption would they come to his aid??? Pulling his Blunderbus from his back he pulled the trigger and an explosion released from the chamber into the chest of the Gargoyle... However upon reloading showed Tusk that one shot was all he had, tossing the Blunderbus upon his back again the Saw Blade was all he had yet.
Clock Tower Gargoyle
Slashed by the Saw Blade? How cruel the roar was only a scream for help! The Clocktower Gargoyle was once a man, locking himself inside the clock tower to hide and so he hid and his and his madness consumed him before his starvation but his fear of the city was too great for him to open the doors...
Even when the disease found him and transformed him. He had heard of the Hunter's and how they saved people like him. Well people like him before his gruesome transformation, if Tusk had been listening he would have heard the growled moan, "Huuuuntttaaaa Pllleeeeeezzzz...." Bang! When the Hunter shot him in the chest with his Blunderbus, the Clock Tower Gargoyle fell back! Looking at its legs and hands it began to shake, tears of blood dripped from its eyes and rage swelled from within!
Leaping forward the Gargoyle knew it had become what it had been hiding from for so long ago... Slashing at Tusk, believing him to be a seasoned Hunter he had to attack with all his might!!!
Slashed by the Saw Blade? How cruel the roar was only a scream for help! The Clocktower Gargoyle was once a man, locking himself inside the clock tower to hide and so he hid and his and his madness consumed him before his starvation but his fear of the city was too great for him to open the doors...
Even when the disease found him and transformed him. He had heard of the Hunter's and how they saved people like him. Well people like him before his gruesome transformation, if Tusk had been listening he would have heard the growled moan, "Huuuuntttaaaa Pllleeeeeezzzz...." Bang! When the Hunter shot him in the chest with his Blunderbus, the Clock Tower Gargoyle fell back! Looking at its legs and hands it began to shake, tears of blood dripped from its eyes and rage swelled from within!
Leaping forward the Gargoyle knew it had become what it had been hiding from for so long ago... Slashing at Tusk, believing him to be a seasoned Hunter he had to attack with all his might!!!
As the Gargoyle rushed at Tusk he saw two streams of blood coming from the eyes of the beast, "is he crying?" But there was no time to think before Tusk ducked to the side dragging his Saw Blade along the body of the beast starting at the arm pit.
Clock Tower Gargoyle
Leaping over the Hunter accidentally slashing into the air the Clock Tower Gargoyle felt a lot of blood coming from the arm pit down to his thigh. The Gargoyle shrieked in pain and it was as if his past life was shrouded in darkness because he was now completely over taken by the beast within. With a flap of his wings he tried to send a gust of razor sharp wind towards Tusk!
Leaping over the Hunter accidentally slashing into the air the Clock Tower Gargoyle felt a lot of blood coming from the arm pit down to his thigh. The Gargoyle shrieked in pain and it was as if his past life was shrouded in darkness because he was now completely over taken by the beast within. With a flap of his wings he tried to send a gust of razor sharp wind towards Tusk!
Tusk's traveling cloak ripped and tore, the winds tossed Tusked up and over the railing of the bridge leading from the Clock Tower to the Healing Church District of the city! Falling down, down, and down Tusk slammed into a roof top and plunged the Saw Blade into the roof as he caught himself from falling even farther downward! "Ouch... That hurt..."
Clock Tower Gargoyle
The Gargoyle jumped downward using its wings to coast it down to the roof top, roaring in anger this time it grabbed Tusk! Preparing to eat him it opened it blood soaked maw, ready to consume its prey!
The Gargoyle jumped downward using its wings to coast it down to the roof top, roaring in anger this time it grabbed Tusk! Preparing to eat him it opened it blood soaked maw, ready to consume its prey!
Using the Saw Blade, Tusk pushed down with all his might cutting off the monsters arm! Dropping tithe roof top Tusk took a minute to regain balence, glancing over his shoulder only a second to see the spiked fence bellow. Tusk prepared for the Gargoyles next attack he would swoop right (where the Beast had no lower arm) then attack the wing so the Clock Tower Gargoyle would fall on the spiked fence to its hopefully doom!
Clock Tower Gargoyle
Rushing forward to throw his claw through the Hunter to pass him on to the next life, the Hunter darted to the side and a painful strike to the Gargoyle's back made him turn around in time to see his right wing laying on the roof top as the Gargoyle fell he uttered one word before being impaled on the spiked fence bellow. "Ssssiiimmmonnn," blood splattered everywhere as the center of the body liquified before the rest crusted over with ash and vanished.
Under the Wing upon the roof top a note: Watching the Beasts devour your only son with rattle anyone's bones, I'm sorry Simon, I'm so Sorry... But I'll live on for both of us, I'm not a coward! This is for you my son, IM NO COWARD!!
-Gary Reid.
Rushing forward to throw his claw through the Hunter to pass him on to the next life, the Hunter darted to the side and a painful strike to the Gargoyle's back made him turn around in time to see his right wing laying on the roof top as the Gargoyle fell he uttered one word before being impaled on the spiked fence bellow. "Ssssiiimmmonnn," blood splattered everywhere as the center of the body liquified before the rest crusted over with ash and vanished.
Under the Wing upon the roof top a note: Watching the Beasts devour your only son with rattle anyone's bones, I'm sorry Simon, I'm so Sorry... But I'll live on for both of us, I'm not a coward! This is for you my son, IM NO COWARD!!
-Gary Reid.
Reading the note, Tusk sighed, "every beast was once a man." This note was a painful reminder of that, Tusk put the note into his pocket and climbed down the latter near the roof into the streets of Central Yharnam. A few people on the streets caused Tusk to duck into a building, a Taylor no less and Tusk changed cloths. Now truly dressed like a stalker of the night Tusk knew he had to find more ammo, that was the only way he would survive the night.
Heading back out into the streets Tusk found his self surrounded by four men, but felt an odd sense of a Hunger within himself and quickly cut them down before he even knew what happened. Just before 1am Tusk stumbles across a large group of Yharnamites who are armed and attack! Hacking and slashing, and using collected ammo for his blunderbus Tusk stood for the second time tonite in the center of a blood bath.
"Is this Hunt really saving this city or just dooming it..." Counting his bullets Tusk Sighed. "I guess it's as good as it's gonna get, time to find that book... Or another Hunter to help me on this quest."
Heading back out into the streets Tusk found his self surrounded by four men, but felt an odd sense of a Hunger within himself and quickly cut them down before he even knew what happened. Just before 1am Tusk stumbles across a large group of Yharnamites who are armed and attack! Hacking and slashing, and using collected ammo for his blunderbus Tusk stood for the second time tonite in the center of a blood bath.
"Is this Hunt really saving this city or just dooming it..." Counting his bullets Tusk Sighed. "I guess it's as good as it's gonna get, time to find that book... Or another Hunter to help me on this quest."
rolled 1d12 and got 10
Amount of Blunderbus Bullets
The Beast Butcher
Every door was locked, families huddled by fires trying to stay as quiet as they could so the beasts outside don't hear, but as Tusk walks through Yharnam one door is open, wide open, a butcher shop harvesting the meat of beasts slain the night before... If there even was a night before. And if there even were beasts, this man harvests human meat, "a new Hunter... I smell him... New to Yharnam, but was once born here long ago." The Butcher picked up his large blade and lantern, walking out into the night he smiled, "reveal yourself good Hunter, haven't tasted one of your kind in years..."
Every door was locked, families huddled by fires trying to stay as quiet as they could so the beasts outside don't hear, but as Tusk walks through Yharnam one door is open, wide open, a butcher shop harvesting the meat of beasts slain the night before... If there even was a night before. And if there even were beasts, this man harvests human meat, "a new Hunter... I smell him... New to Yharnam, but was once born here long ago." The Butcher picked up his large blade and lantern, walking out into the night he smiled, "reveal yourself good Hunter, haven't tasted one of your kind in years..."
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