You find him with his warband beside a fire as they sharpen their weapons. His eyes meet yours and he grins at the sight of your fury. With a savage roar, you charge the warrior.

You kill the man with your bare hands and toss his corpse from the treetop village. The other tribesmen call you kinslayer and brandish their weapons. You have no regrets. Without hesitation, you leap from the platform and escape into the Deepwood. That was when the hunt began and it continues to this day.