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Ghoul,
Harbinger of the eternal Hunt
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OC for V-Rising RP Server

”…After a chance encounter with a wolfish kindred, followed by a Hunting spree, Ghoul finally laid down to rest. Their gut filled with various bloods of high quality so generously offered by Vanessa. They sighed deeply, a warmth filled their decrepit body. Surely a side effect of being so well fed. Their many memories flickered in their minds eye beginning to lull them to sleep.

In a moment of blinding clarity,
They Jolted upright and gripped the edges of their coffin panting and shaking. Their eyes opened wide.

_The Shouts of Soldiers rung in their ears. The panicked screams of people that might be family, their faces blurry and covered in blood. _A strike to their skull. Ringing ears. Falling over. The taste of copper. The feeling of their body being drug through dirt to some unknown field. A dizzying floating feeling, that turned to searing pain. The countless hours spent struggling for breath and in pain until a blanket of darkness flooded their senses. They heaved and turned their head to view the sun setting on a field of overgrown grain.
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_Ghoul panted and clasped their skull with both hands, running their fingers through their disheveled hair searching for their wounds. _
Ghoul pressed their palms to their eyes and dug their fingers into their scalp. They drew ragged panicked breaths… and more memories began to play.
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_They awoke in the dark . Their hands searched in all directions. They felt rough rotting wood enclosed around them. They clawed and bit their way out. bit by bit. Their fingers becoming a shredded mess in the process. Their mouth and gums filling with splinters. Cold earth poured in followed by limbs and bones. They struggled through one handful at a time. They emerged from a pile of debris and corpses. They panted heavily. They looked about. So many bodies in various states of decay piled and strewn about. A vile black rotting liquid splattered over them, pooling from where Ghoul emerged. ..”

Excerpt from their story I’m writing._

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Ghoul,  
Harbinger of the eternal Hunt  
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OC for V-Rising RP Server  
  
  
_"...After a chance encounter with a wolfish kindred, followed by a Hunting spree, Ghoul finally laid down to rest. Their gut filled with various bloods of high quality so generously offered by Vanessa. They sighed deeply, a warmth filled their decrepit body. Surely a side effect of being so well fed._ _Their many memories flickered in their minds eye beginning to lull them to sleep._

_In a moment of blinding clarity,_  
_They Jolted upright and gripped the edges of their coffin panting and shaking.  Their eyes opened wide._

_The Shouts of Soldiers rung in their ears. The panicked screams of people that might be family, their faces blurry and covered in blood. __A strike to their skull. Ringing ears. Falling over. The taste of copper. The feeling of their body being drug through dirt to some unknown field. A dizzying floating feeling, that turned to searing pain. The countless hours spent struggling for breath and in pain until a blanket of darkness flooded their senses. They heaved and turned their head to view the sun setting on a field of overgrown grain._  
_\--_  
_Ghoul panted and clasped their skull with both hands, running their fingers through their disheveled hair searching for their wounds. _  
_Ghoul pressed their palms to their eyes and dug their fingers into their scalp. They drew ragged panicked breaths... and more memories began to play._  
_\--_  
_They awoke in the dark . Their hands searched in all directions. They felt rough rotting wood enclosed around them. They clawed and bit their way out. bit by bit. Their fingers becoming a shredded mess in the process. Their mouth and gums filling with splinters. Cold earth poured in followed by limbs and bones.  They struggled through one handful at a time. They emerged from a pile of debris and corpses. They panted heavily. They looked about. So many bodies in various states of decay piled and strewn about. A vile black rotting liquid splattered over them, pooling from where Ghoul emerged. .."  
  
Excerpt from their story I'm writing._

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