Inasir

A rustling in the leaves draws the eye. A creature, flitting through the foliage. A flash of skittering green. The hunter continues. Every step silent with trepidation. They are the hunter, not the hunted. And yet...they can do naught but be aware of the stalker they cannot shake.
Days out of their element, the hunter falters. When did the path get this narrow? When did the shrieking of predators get so...quiet? The hunter pauses. Scales flash in the undergrowth. The hunter pulls a bow and slowly nocks an arrow. The hunter feels their scales prickle at the base of their neck. A target they could not see was on their back. The hunter, now the hunted.
The screamed of the plague touched was lost to the jungles.

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As a child, Inasir always unsettled the gentler members of the clan. He displayed a unique knack for rooting out children of the Plaguebringer who managed to find a way to their secluded area of the Shrieking Wilds. Even before he was fully grown, Inasir began to slink into the forest and train with Katslang in the skill of killing. Despite the protests of Zingara and Sianal, Inasir began to walk the path of the hunter. Small though he was, Inasir was nimble and quick. He quickly proved himself to be adept at protecting the clan's territory from the various sickness and plagues of the enemy. These days, Inasir rarely interacts with the rest of the clan. His ruthless methods mark him as an outcast, though his efficiency makes it clear that all his unsettling habits cannot keep Inasir from being necessary for the survival of their clan.