Serpent Lake I walk a lonely road....

He ventured down to the neighboring lake not infrequently, it drew in all sorts of creatures he could make a meal out of. But today, he spotted one of his own kind. The man was eating something by the shore, which he made out to be a fish once close enough. Greetings, He said amicably enough. It was then he caught the still-fresh scent of Nightwalkers on him. You're a Nightwalker, I see. What brings you out here? There was no audible malice in his voice from the observation, though he was still wary. This man must've been a new recruit who came after his departure.