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The Lure

The Lure is a faithful follower of The Hunter. Usually, represented as a woman, a snake or a spider.
This entity has the power to submit The Hunter, only if it possesses a considerable amount of strength and willingness. Most of the time, The lure is a victim of The Hunter's charm and can be terminated easily. The Lure is dreaded by the community and it is treated like a plague. 
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