March 4th, 1893 — Black Lake
Being a werewolf was something Endy didn't think that he would ever get used to. It was always hell on his body and he had to wonder if it was sad or not that this wasn't the worse he had it. Some of his clients could be rather rough. At least last night had been the last night of his furry time and he was free from becoming a literal mindless animal for another month. He had made his way out of the Forbidden Forest and felt grimy as hell. Heading to the Black Lake since that was pretty much ones bathtub when you were homeless, he waded into the water, fully clothed but with his shirt already clinging to his skin. The cold water was heaven for his achy limbs. He couldn't swim so he stayed near the shallows. He hadn't been in the lake for very long when he heard the sound of anothers footsteps. "You're up early, he remarked without looking at them. It was rather early but also just about the time that most working class folks awoke to warm the homes of their employers among other staff.
goes by multiple aliases - but mostly by Nico

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