Witch â half-the-freckles
   [ â ]  Eren had been trained since he was little to hate witches, itâs not like the whole village he resided in wasnât taught the same, but his was taught more to an extreme. He was armed, and taught how to use the weapons that were in the family homes arsenal. He was shown how to kill a person, a witch before he became their next supply of human organs for potions they made, and sold on the black market for gold coins. Potions paid well, but it was also inhumane to make them out from humans.    Since the very beginning of the Jaeger family tree, this was how they operated, this was how they kept their town, their friends and family safe all those years.    Now that Eren was in his twenties, it was his turn to take on the roll of being his families witch hunter. His father would finally be given the rest he deserved after taking on the task for so many years, and accomplishing so much in his time. Eren had a lot to match up to, and the only way he could was to kill every single witch that he could possibly get his hands on. There were other witch hunters from other parts of the large village, but they werenât as well known to the locals as Erenâs family was.    The Jaeger family tended to only wear one outfit while out hunting. It kept them known in town by the familiar pattern, the heavy layers of clothing allowed the men that wore such an outfit to stay out during the colder winder nights longer, to continue on hunting for longer hours of the night. It was almost perfect, but the cape was a bit much at times and Eren tended to rip it off and toss aside by a tree before recovering it in the morning.    It was another night that Eren was out hunting for witches in the forest. Deep within the forest where witches tended to come to harvest mushrooms for stews, potions and other reasons, Eren was hidden up within the trees, watching around the surrounding area before he heard the faint sound of rustling in the leaves. Someoneâs coming. It couldnât be another hunter as this area was the Jaegerâs territory, other hunters knew better.    Coming down from the tree, Eren had his bow out and ready to fire an arrow before he came around to a freckled male, seeming to be leaning down towards the pond hidden around the dense forest. âYou shouldnât be out here.â Eren had been taught that witches could only give birth to more witches, and the men that help conceive the child were slaughtered like lamb. âItâs late, and dangerous. I recommend that you return back to the village.â
