Gryffen Degare's Story

Gryff stood looking at the sign that said "Welcome to Cascade Falls" wondering how in the world he come to this small town in the middle of nowhere, in effect he wandered aimlessly walking or hitchhiking or just stealing some means of locomotion but this time a number of strange facts made him finish here, first he was hit by a truck that naturally caused uproar but not as much as it caused when his body was covered with blue marks and cured completely as always did, he grabbed a man that looked more or less than his size and fled while carrying him after all he need clean clothes, there started a strange sensation, almost like nostalgia but that was something he had never felt and being someone who has existed since the XV century was something worth mentioning.

He left the man unconscious and after taking his clothes ran as if his life depended on it, with a feeling akin to happiness, as if what he was looking for was close he didn't know what it was or wanted to remember but still he kept running when finally calmed down he was in front of the welcome sign, his eyes scanned the place, it was a simple town surrounded by trees like many others that he had been, the difference was that nostalgic feeling so he decided to stay here in the town a while, at least until he could get rid of that useless feeling, walked through the trees while deciding whether it would camp outdoors or just borrow one of the cabins for a moment the thought that maybe the owners would be reluctant to leave him alone but the thought vanished as fast as came, as if there was something they could do to stop him.

He had a few moments lying under a tree when it happened, his heart began to beat very fast as if anticipating something Gryff stood, didn't know what to do with that feeling but walked through the forest path and there he saw her: a blonde girl with short stature accompanied by a dog, with only a distant gaze ​​his heart started to beat with even more strength and was returning the old headache accompanied by vague and blurry images of a forgotten past, it was usually the prelude to a slaughter but for some reason couldn't bring himself to kill her, he didn't know why, he just couldn't do it, he moved quickly and with a jump appeared before her, a smile mysteriously appeared on his face, that was something that never happened, not since he could remember.


"Who are you!?" he asked her but before hearing the answer ran, didn't want to know, wouldn't relate to her, he didn't want to kill her... something akin to shame arose inside Gryffen and he just kept running, putting as much distance between him and the blonde girl, he ran aimlessly until he saw a car with a young man inside, just what needed to calm down.

Jumped on the car hood and prepared to kill him but after do anything he realized that wasn't human, after living for more than five centuries was expected to have met with one or two supernatural beings and even though he could never differentiate between different types could tell when something was human and when not.

The encounter with this kind of being was much better than a mere human, at least they could keep him busy for days and in the best or worst, it depended on his mood, one would be able to kill him effectively.

"Let's fight"