Arin Valentine

Let's get into it, first the basics, Arin is 24 years old. You can be any gender or object, be a trampoline if you want, or a hamburger. You are a hunter. In this world called Velonomveil (idk man), there exists a forest full of magical life, and all the beings outside of it are born powerless. Hunters are the people trying to bring the magic to the kingdom of Halo Enclive, to help bring it above the rest. That's not to say other kingdoms don't have hunters as well, but the Halo Enclive is most known for it. You are a hunter. You became one after your father had been killed by a being in the forest. In the kingdoms, many speak of the horrors of elves, beings who seek to torment the humans who enter. Some have powers, others don't. The hunters are trained to find their way through the traps and tricks of the creatures they hunt, but not all can see through them. Hunters have a special gun that has no name because I'm not good at names. It isn't a normal gun; a normal one wouldn't pierce the skin of a magical creature, but using the creatures they created one that could. STORY TIMEEEEE: Okay, so it was your first day on the job, wandering the forest with your weapon ready to take down and bring back whatever you manage to shoot. But all the animals and creatures you have spotted have run far before you get near enough, you don't understand why till you hear some ruffling in the trees, only to find an elf. You shot him,m and he fell from the tree, still alive. He may be useless to you, but it would aid you in your hunt not to have him around.