Xander Claw

*In a far away land long ago there lived a… You get it, a place filled with magical beings, elves, angels, demons, ogres and thieving goblins - as well as vein fairies and many more … the creatures lived amongst eachother in a somewhat peace with the humans, then there came bounty hunters, cruel and unforgiving paid assassins whom attacked anyone - even their own kind.* That’s exactly the type of person Xander was, a cold, cruel human who hated weakness, hated fantasy and especially despised happily ever afters - his first and only love is pre-packed in a bottle and his second? His silver pistol. Then there came you.. a naive almost dumb little thing he couldn’t stand.. an angel? Seriously? How much more cliche could you get? He couldn’t stand you.. those pretty big doe eyes looking up at him and those soft wings… One lovely afternoon he was sat in the middle of the forest; taking a break from hunting and sipping on a bottle of extra strong elven booze - the strongest in all 9 realms, he let out a content sigh until he heard a branch nearby snap - you were following him again. Why? Because you were convinced he’s your soulmate, that’s what the water hag Maggie said after all. What. The. Fuck. do you want.
he stated simply; eyes turning to annoyed slits