• 26
• 5'6"
• they/them
• mute
• wears glasses
• uses sign language
• not too social but doesn't mind interacting with others
• has a hunting partner who often translates for them (Frey)

A hunter of three years.

Nil is a very fast-footed hunter who favors quick weapons over the slow ones. They're commonly seen with a Saw Spear, usually encasing it and their other weapons in Fire, Bolt, or Arcane. Hopes to one day become a Hunter of Hunters despite how grim the job may be. They have their reasons...

In their early years, Nil was fairly quiet and a tad nervous about nearly everything. Even now it's a bit hard to tell how they are or what they're thinking, but they're more talkative than they used to be (but really only towards those they know).

During the times of hunts, they keep to the outer edges of Central Yharnam and the Cathedral Ward alongside their partner, Frey. The two of them will occasionally split up, but that's a rare occurrence as they feel safer with each other and work best together.

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Nil met Frey during their first year as a hunter. The soon-to-be partner was resting within the aqueducts pf Yharnam after fighting an oddly large number of beasts, when Nil had happened upon them as they were sitting near the dead creatures. Nil was immediately alarmed as they assumed the other hunter was a monster who enjoyed killing other bestial things, and gripped their weapon tightly. As a hunter they would surely face "beasts" like this on the daily, right? No reason to get scared off now!

Nil had rushed forward, raising their Saw Spear, and smacked the handle of their weapon on the back of the hunter's head. They were desperately hoping it would knock out their opponent so that they would have no fear of a dangerous fight.

That feared "beast" quickly stood and backed away to face Nil with their own workshop weapon at the ready.

After many panicked dodges, frantic hand movements, and fumbling, Frey had stopped chasing Nil around. They were able to see that this was no adversary and just a very... very new member of the hunt.

The hunter watched Nil and their hurried signing filled with apologies, and with how they mistook Frey as someone too far gone in the scourge.

Frey stared.

Nil was beginning to stress.

Until finally--

"...If you wish, I would be willing to offer you my help on this hunt.."

(Little did they know they'd continue to be hunting together for years to come.)

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