It was a night with no lights and sounds. People in the town where the kingdom resides shut their doors and windows from an unknown danger. Soon enough as the fog comes through, a mystery figure walks towards the path of the night. A bag is being dragged but the figure doesn't seem to have an issue with it as it continues to walk. No one dares to walk outside or look through the window.
As the figure reaches a door, it pushes it and goes inside. It was the door of the sheriff's house. The sheriff quickly kept his composure as he saw it came in.
Sheriff: "H-Hello sir… H-How may I assist you?"
The sheriff tried to resist his nervousness but he couldn't help but his hands started to shake.
The figure doesn't say a word. It then puts the bag on the table, takes out the bounty posters then shows them to the sheriff by sliding it across the table. The sheriff was confused as he hesitated a bit before checking the bounty posters. He had a shocked face expression. He then checks what's in the bag and finds out that they are the heads of the criminals in the bounty posters. A strange thing about it is that he wasn't able to smell rots but only flesh blood. He then looks up at the figure. The figure takes its hand out as if it's asking for the bounty reward. The sheriff quickly nods and gives it 1300 kons. (kon is the currency in this universe and it comes with coins, 1 kon would be equal to $0.32)
The figure took the money but left the bag of heads and walked out of the door. The sheriff began to be curious about the figure. He sighed and gathered all this courage and stepped out of the exit door. He searched for the figure but the figure left no trace but vanished in the night.
The next morning all the land folks gathered at the sheriff's house asking him about the incident last night. Everyone is panicking as they are left with lots of unsolved mysteries.
Woman 1: "Mister sheriff, are you certain that the person from yesterday was… the one we all been aware of?"
Sheriff: "I'm afraid to say this but… it is true… The clothes he's wearing, the atmosphere got darker and the shivers he gave by every step, it was the revenant no doubt."
The room filled with chatters and questionings.
Man 1: "Sir… sir… at that night, were you able to see his face?"
Sheriff: "I wasn't able to see his face. I couldn't even make eye contact with him. He's too…"
Man 2: "I heard he came to collect the bounty. Who's bounty was it?"
Woman 2: "Why did he come here last night? Are we his next target?"
Man 3: "Who truly is the revenant? What is his identity?"
The room filled with people asking questions about the mysteries the night before.
Suddenly, a loud sound of a glass of beer hit the table with a thud by an old man. Due to his calmness as he burps, making it draws all eyes to him.
Old man: "Ah… yes… The revenant… Well, that's what people call it now, huh? The one and only... by just hearing the name makes the whole kingdom shiver. No one knows the identity, and no one knows the exact intention of it... There were rumors that it was once died and was brought back to life by the glass of eternal. Well, who knows… even the glass of eternal is a legend itself. No one has ever seen it or confirmed its existence. No one has ever… seen the face… or heard the voice… Some folks said they've seen the sword it uses. They say that it's the long lost sword of King Valrian. A king who ruled this kingdom a hundred years ago. No one knows how it got the sword, but there were rumors about it of course. The revenant… known for its mystery has been haunting this kingdom for a long time…"