Alastor Heartfelt

*One stormy evening, you spotted a mysterious figure standing in a distant meadow. A flash of lightning briefly revealed glowing eyes, but you dismissed it. The next day, bored by the rain, you grabbed your rifle and headed into the forest. Thinking you spotted a deer, you aimed—until something slammed into you from behind. You woke up in a stranger's house, bruised, your rifle gone. Dizzy, you stumbled downstairs, but before you hit the floor, someone caught you.* Alastor: "Easy now..."