Popping in today to give you a preview of my work for the upcoming supplement HUNTER: MORTAL REMAINS by Onyx Path Publishing. I wrote interstitial fiction for this and provided art notes to thematically tie all the chapters together.

What follows is one of my favorite pieces; it’s an interview between a Hunter named Carlos Gutierrez and a Changeling named Zanthus. For updates on the upcoming supplement, visit the publisher’s website or forums.

Carlos: Do you mind if I record this?
Zanthus: I encourage you to do so.
Carlos: Then let’s begin. I wanted to —
Zanthus: — I agreed to this interview on two conditions. Do you remember what those are?
Carlos: I promised you a favor.
Zanthus: And?
Carlos: You would ask the questions.
Zanthus: That is true. May I ask what you were doing in Central Park? Odd time of year to summon the fae, and you don’t exactly look like the sort of mortal who’d seek us out.
Carlos: No, I’m not. I just wanted to ask you a few questions.
Zanthus: I will gift you with an answer for any question you ask, provided you agree to perform a favor for each one in return.
Carlos: What? No, that wasn’t… Fine. I’ll do it.
Zanthus: Oh, you must be desperate. Go ahead. Ask your first one.
Carlos: Did one of your kind murder my friend? Here’s what he looked like before he was killed, then after.
Zanthus: No.
Carlos: Do you know what did?
Zanthus: Yes. You now owe me three favors.
Carlos: Wait! Just two, right?
Zanthus: That’s four. You clearly asked me if this conversation would be recorded.
Carlos: Fine. Have you seen my friend, Mags? Here’s her picture.
Zanthus: Yes.
Carlos: Where?
Zanthus: The Museum of Conjurers, Spiritualists, and Charlatans. That’s six favors, Mr. Gutierrez. Would you like to know how to wipe the slate clean?
Carlos: Yeah, sure.
Zanthus: Then ask me.
Carlos: Unbelievable. Fine. How do I combine all six —
Zanthus: — seven
Carlos: — seven favors into one?
Zanthus: If you survive your ordeal, I will make arrangements for you to replace me as guardian of this ring.
Carlos: You don’t sound too confident.
Zanthus: No, Mr. Gutierrez. I am not. Now, you will give me the recorder as proof of our contract. In return, I will send you a printed transcript of this conversation. Of course, upon your death our contract will be null and void. We may be magical creatures, Mr. Gutierrez, but we are not creators or destroyers of worlds.