Hunter.
We're on no side.
We roam the wastelands, wanting for nothing more than survival.
Our gun is our spouse.
Our knife is our friend.
Our bow is our religion.
If you die by our hands, you will be appreciated. You will be consumed, so we may live on.
If you see us, don't run, it is already too late. Just make peace in your fate, knowing you will not be wasted.
This we swear.
Hunters sign up below.
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Part time hunter here