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Hunt: Showdown 1896 - Lonely Howl DLC PC Steam CD Key

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Requires the base game Hunt: Showdown on PC Steam in order to play.
Release date: 28/04/2022

This DLC contains one Legendary Hunter, two Legendary weapons, and one Legendary tool:

  • Lonely Howl (one hunter)
  • Ripper (one weapon)
  • Stalker’s Snarl (one weapon)
  • Rawhide (Dusters)

Lonely Howl
An insatiable bloodthirst possessed Leonel Frisk since he first caught its scent. His sanguine dreams and hunger for violence brought him to the Bayou, where he searches for new prey, and fresh blood to spill.

Ripper
Meant to be an heirloom, this Caldwell Pax Claw was modified by Leonel Frisk to rip and tear open the soft necks of forest game – but instead was used by the son against the father in the ultimate act of betrayal.

Stalker’s Snarl
“A predator’s best ally is silence,” thought Leonel Frisk when he crafted this Hunting Bow. Each shot silent as a wolf prowling, it now accompanies him in the Bayou and whispers the death’s song to his prey with each arrow.

Rawhide
Leonel Frisk’s thirst could only be quenched with the rusty taste of blood and the sound of broken bones and cracked skulls. These Dusters ensure each hit fulfills dreams with new and more grotesque scenes of violence.



Beasts skinned to flesh and bone, the stench of boiling innards, and the rusty smell of blood dripping from the veins cut clean were the first images burned into Leonel Frisk’s young mind, and they awoke something terrible in him: An unnatural affinity for violence. Son to revered wolf hunters in Kansas, he watched his mother and father stalk, hunt, and gut the beasts in front of his infant eyes. With each prey brought to the slaughterhouse they called home, the red haze grew and clouded his mind with sanguine dreams. When he held his first small game in crimson hands under the silvery light of the full moon, wolves howled as if to celebrate his rite of passage, unaware of the unholy bloodthirst burning in his heart, and ignorant of the bloodshed he’d bring upon them.

It was the wolves – not his father – who taught Frisk how to hunt. Envious of their savage nature and hunting prowess, Frisk wanted to prove his worth by taking down the alpha wolf with the Caldwell Pax his father gave him. Successful, he adorned himself with the alpha’s skin, and his Caldwell with the fang ripped bloody from its maw and tried to stab his own father in the heart. He would become the mightiest predator in his territory.

But in spite of besting the forest’s alpha, he could not best his father, and so Frisk disappeared in the night, taking only his father’s Caldwell and a Hunting Bow. His bloodlust led him to Louisiana, where he continued hunting, ignorant of the shadows tracking his every move; shadows Hunters in the Bayou would later come to know as Dire Wolf and Luna Wolf; shadows he had once called mother and father. Like a lone wolf, he listened to his instincts and left one pack for another, forgetting his human nature and his father’s words: “A wolf that leaves its pack becomes a threat.