#CursedHunter

[library-of-legion]

Kaiko Juracán: The Cursed Witch-Hunter

A highly stylized and efficient Engineer build designed to embody the thematic essence of a witch hunter who combines grace, ingenuity, and devastating firepower. This build leverages pistols, rifles, and gadgets to hunt down rogue mages while maintaining a thematic gothic flair.

Core Build Overview

Profession: Engineer

Elite Specialization: Holosmith or Mechanist (choose based on desired playstyle)

Weapon: Dual Pistols (primary) and Rifle (optional secondary)

Gear Stats: Berserker (Power, Precision, Ferocity) for high burst damage.

Runes:

Rune of the Eagle for precision and crit synergy.

Rune of the Nightmare for thematic fear and condition effects.

Sigils:

Sigil of Fire for burning on crit.

Sigil of Energy for endurance regeneration.

Character Aesthetic

Armor Theme:

Dark, gothic-inspired skins like Requiem or Trickster’s Light, with crimson and black dyes to evoke an air of mystery and menace.

Weapon Skins:

Enchanted or steampunk styles, such as Chaos Pistols or Tempest Rifle.

Personality Traits:

Kaiko exudes a blend of calm confidence and devastating precision. Their movements are calculated, their style lethal yet elegant.

Movement:

Always poised, moving with deliberate grace. Combat is a performance as much as a battle.

Step-by-Step Progression

Level 1–20: Foundations of the Hunter

Weapon:

Start with Rifle for long-range precision. Rifle’s high-damage abilities mirror Kaiko’s calculated, focused combat.

Skills to Unlock:

Healing Turret: For sustain and multi-functionality.

Bomb Kit: Introduces AoE damage and battlefield control.

Playstyle:

Learn to control engagement range using Rifle’s Overcharged Shot and Jump Shot for mobility.

Utilize Bomb Kit for crowd control, reinforcing the "hunter’s tools" theme.

Gear:

Equip Power-based gear with Vitality from rewards to balance offense and early survivability.

Level 21–40: Tools of the Hunter

Weapon Transition:

Unlock Dual Pistols for rapid-fire precision and condition application.

Pistols reflect Kaiko’s methodical yet unrelenting pursuit of enemies.

Skills to Unlock:

Grenade Kit: Adds a versatile, stylish toolkit for both AoE and single-target engagements.

Flamethrower: Introduce thematic flair and close-range dominance.

Traits:

Begin unlocking the Firearms and Explosives trait lines:

Firearms: Focus on traits like High Caliber for crit boosts against close enemies.

Explosives: Take traits like Glass Cannon for increased power.

Playstyle:

Use Pistols for mid-range engagements. Combine Static Shot (blinds) and Blowtorch (burning) to disrupt and punish enemies.

Grenade Kit provides precision, while Flamethrower offers close-range dominance.

Level 41–60: The Precision Hunter

Weapon Setup:

Fully transition to Dual Pistols as your primary weapon, with Rifle as a secondary option.

Elite Skill:

Unlock Supply Crate for AoE damage and utility deployment. It symbolizes Kaiko’s prepared and tactical nature.

Traits:

Fully invest in Firearms and Explosives:

Firearms: Add Thermal Vision for burn-focused damage.

Explosives: Include Shaped Charge to increase single-target damage.

Skills to Unlock:

Elixir B: Boosts power and precision, reflecting Kaiko’s mastery over their tools.

Rocket Boots: A flashy, thematic mobility tool for escapes or re-engagements.

Playstyle:

Master offensive rotations with Pistols. Engage with Static Shot, then follow up with Blowtorch and grenades for AoE.

Use Flamethrower to dominate enemies at close range or punish groups.

Level 61–80: The Cursed Hunter

Elite Specialization:

Unlock Holosmith or Mechanist:

Holosmith amplifies style and close combat with a photon-forged blade and devastating heat-based attacks.

Mechanist adds a thematic companion (mechanical golem) to assist in combat.

Weapon Setup:

Finalize Dual Pistols with an optional Rifle loadout for situational long-range engagements.

Traits:

Complete Firearms and Explosives while adding the elite specialization:

Holosmith: Focus on traits like Solar Focusing Lens for increased damage in photon mode.

Mechanist: Enhance your mech for condition or power-based synergy.

Utility Skills:

Finalize your loadout:

Healing Turret (Healing).

Grenade Kit (Utility 1).

Flamethrower (Utility 2).

Elixir B (Utility 3).

Supply Crate (Elite).

Gear:

Equip full Berserker stats (Power, Precision, Ferocity) for maximum damage output.

Final Notes

This Engineer Witch-Hunter build blends flair and functionality. Kaiko Juracán hunts rogue mages with precision, style, and a deadly arsenal of tools.

Warnings:

Avoid neglecting survivability by overcommitting to offensive tools.

Master movement and positioning to ensure you’re always in control of engagements.

Practice switching kits effectively; over-reliance on a single weapon or kit weakens versatility.

Kaiko is a lethal symbol of retribution, channeling their cursed ingenuity to turn chaos into justice.

[bloodsalted]

tasha vc: the audacity of that dumb slutty strand of hair.

dean vc: who knew a strand of hair could be slutty? but that's a burden this guy's willing to bear.

[qapsiel]

@cursedhunting ;; some meme somewhere Natasha said: "Don't you shush me."

                                "FINE. Then keep talking and let the demons know we're here." If he sounds slightly pissed off, well, it's because he is. You could say that they didn't meet under the best circumstances. Castiel isn't per se resentful, but getting trapped in a circle of holy fire and then threatened is hard to forget. Their relationship is more of an alliance of convenience, and Castiel would think it more convenient if Natasha wasn't here right now. "One of us can easily smite them. The other will flick salt at them." Oh, that's one cranky angel right there.

[safetypinned]

@cursedhunting || meme catch up || ahh! you're amazin'!

i'm pretty sure you said that to me last time.

" i mean it, though. there's nothing to worry about. i'm good. dean's good. we're just.. doing what we always do." sam buries the truth so deep inside that statement that you'd need both winchesters with shovels to dig that one out. fingers come up to scratch the side of his cheek. golden hazel eyes comb across nat's gaze. he even polishes off his promise with a quick, flittering smile that barely lasts. a sure sign he's done exactly what he's trying to hide. minimalize. drain the meaning of every word down to it's base meaning. give himself a get out of jail free card because no one else is gonna.

and he always gets nervous when attempting this bullshit on people who matter. nat matters. she really does. which fills his gut with guilt that he isn't telling her more. they got this. that's the promise. i mean when don't they? another understatement. sam can count on one hand, immediately without even THINKING, the times they really didn't have it. in spite of what they thought.

one arm slings around her shoulders. he tucks his chin towards his collar. attempting to give her some sorta level look. "i promise. if anything gets too out of hand? i'd tell you. you know i would.." and that much is the truth. right? right.

[bleakfated]

@cursedhunting asked: sometimes it feels like the rules are only there to stop me from doing my work. from the garrus vakarian meme

he could understand that sentiment. most hunters found themselves on the wrong side of the law a few times in their career. definitely put a damper on the feeling of saving people when local law enforcement caught onto the cover story before there was time to skip town. he wondered if that was why over time hunters seemed to get a bit more trigger happy and less likely to question what side of the blurred line of justice a supernatural being really fell on. then again, he had met dozens of hunters over the years and it seemed most of them that were like that had always been that way. ❝ sometimes i wonder how different it would be if more people knew about what we do. maybe less road blocks for us, but a descension into madness akin to the witch hysteria in the 1600s when the right paranoid blabbermouths caught wind. ❞

he scratched the back of his neck while his mind ran rampant with that version of reality. yeah, probably for the best most people knew the creatures of horror media and folktales walked among them. ❝ but hey, if you ever catch yourself behind bars. i have the number of a sheriff that knows about all this. she'd happily be your one phone call. ❞

[razedhell]

( @cursedhunting ) natasha > jd : i don't think i caught your name .

head turns, eyes catching those of the customer over his shoulder as he’s elbow deep in a truck. greasy hands reach for the rag he keeps in his back pocket, moving from under the hood to stand at his full height with a smile on his face. Diesel trots by her leg, pausing to sniff before continuing to his bed off to the side of the garage where he plops down to watch JD. “ really should invest in name tags or somethin’ for our overalls, ” words are accompanied with a soft laugh, wiping at his dirty hands before offering it to the woman with a teasing curl to the corner of his mouth. “ JD & i won’t be offended if you don’t want to shake my hand. ”

[downs1de-has-moved]

SEND ✐ FOR A RANDOM SENTENCE STARTER

for @cursedhunting

"Every now and then, quite unintentionally, someone teaches you something about yourself."

[awkwardcourage]

semi-plotted starter | @cursedhunting

It feels weirdly sacrilegious, a vampire calling upon the services of a hunter. Though, according to some, everything a vampire does is sacrilegious. It will pobably be seen as a betrayal to his kin. Perhaps it is, but light of what they've done, Hughie is more than okay with making that betrayal.

He's still nervous meeting this hunter though. From what he's heard, she's quite level headed, but Natasha's main occupation is still killing people like Hughie. The mistrust probably extends both ways. Hence why they're meeting in a public place, where neither can hurt the other without causing a scene. Hughie's leg bounces up and down in nervous anticipation.

[snnynaturalarch]

i ran out of options.

"YOU'RE THE ONLY PERSON I CAN TURN TO" PROMPTS *  adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of action prompts

watching  as  the  other  came  into  her  safehouse,  a  few  fellow  hunters  glanced  over  to  see  her  state.  sonny  not  hesitating  as  she  made  her  way  over  to  quickly  take  a  hold  of  her  just  in  case  she  collapses,  “you're  here  and  that's  all  that  matters.  we'll  get  you  cleaned  up,  alright?”

[qapsiel]

                          A SIDEKICK? Nobody has kicked him in the side recently. That's not how angels fight, after all, and a human usually doesn't live long after trying to batter a divine being like that. She'll soon find out; the fire will die at some point, and then Castiel can get out of here. "Your little trap won't hold me forever," he promises her, obviously not intimidated by her threats. Deep blue eyes follow her every movement like a tiger in the cage, waiting for an opportunity to break free and finally strike.

                         "My kind was led astray by its leaders," he points out after a long pause. "They have been dealt with. Your kind is supposed to be the pinnacle of creation, and yet you knowingly destroy this planet that was given as a gift to you and every other living being. Tell me, do you trap your fellow humans because of that, too?"

"so you are the sidekick." a slightly tilt of her head, blue eyes ranking over him judgmentally. "not what i was expecting." when it came to the brother's mysterious angle sidekick she hadn't know what to expect. hell, she didn't truly believe such a thing as angles existed until five seconds ago. but here he was, in the flesh or as close to it as their kind could get. that fact alone was enough to cause her temper to stir. because where had one of them been all those times she'd begged for them for help? where had they been when she had believed?

"you're the one stuck in that ring. so i would shut it if i were you." slowly, as if she had all the time in the world, natasha moves to the other side of the circle of fire. "i thought your kind was supposed to help us not willingly bring on the end of the world."

[stanfordprepped]

StanfordPrepped. An HBO reboot Sam Winchester. A study in: Co-dependency, Loss of autonomy, regaining autonomy, overcoming guilt and self hatred, self love, finding your path, working through trauma, self sacrifice and more. Haunted by Sammy/Jared {he/him or she/her} 32. CST time-zone. secondary muses: Lucifer/Samifer, Ruby

Heavily affiliated: @snnynatural, @gccdgraces , @malka-lisitsa, @humanchewtoy, @resplendentdare , @bamsidsuperbitch , @righteouslysin , @huntingxlegacy , @sialiia

Affiliates: @foreternitysblog, @cursedhunting, @frombehindpaleeyes, @rpsocsandcanonohmy

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[stanfordpreppedarch2]

StanfordPrepped. An HBO reboot Sam Winchester. A study in: Co-dependency, Loss of autonomy, regaining autonomy, overcoming guilt and self hatred, self love, finding your path, working through trauma, self sacrifice and more. Haunted by Sammy/Jared {he/him or she/her} 32. CST time-zone. secondary muses: Lucifer/Samifer.

Heavily affiliated: @snnynatural, @gccdgraces, @malka-lisitsa, @snnynatural,. @humanchewtoy, @resplendentdare, @bamsidsuperbitch , @righteouslysin , @huntingxlegacy , @sialiia

Affiliates: @foreternitysblog, @cursedhunting, @frombehindpaleeyes, @rpsocsandcanonohmy

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[bloodsalted]

@cursedhunting || inbox awesomeness || i luff this!

❛ you were dead. yet, here you are. ❜ said more to herself as she attempts to wrap her mind around him standing in the room with her. the silver knife still held tightly in her knuckle white grasp. disbelief, apprehension, grief all flash across her features. maybe she's going crazy. maybe she's hallucinating. (or maybe all the phone calls from sam, bobby and jo were about this. she'd stopped talking to the youngest winchester after he told her what happened to dean. hell, anyone who knew them were avoided like the plague these past two months) her heart is hammering in her chest and she can't hear anything beyond the blood rushing in her ears.

the past two months felt like blur of one hunt melting into another. of too much alcohol and a string of nameless women in her bed. all to get over the pain of his loss. all to stop herself from recalling their last conversation. all to move on. all to punish herself. ❛ you were dead. ❜ she says again. this time her voice cracks as she turns her back to him, unable to meet his gaze or even look at him lest she break down.

standing in a room with her, dean doesn't recall the footsteps that lead him to her door. nor the drive to where he knew he'd find her. only that there was a pull in him since he'd crawled out of the grave to come and find her. see her. let her know he was on this side of breathing. even if it meant that it'd throw them into chaos. even if losing him was the best thing that happened to her for her own good. even if the second he was face to face with her, he knew what whatever happened to her after this point? was all his fault. the older winchester couldn't stop the tug. the internal tether that damn near brings him to his knees every time he tries to fight it.

green eyes--apprehensive and darker in their hues--flick his stare across her face. full of disbelief. she's staring at him like he was a ghost. her voice, a balm to a soul that doesn't deserve the comfort. why? because listen to the fear in it. the worry. the knowing that he shouldn't be here. that the ground should never have let him out. hands come up to his sides, showing no weapons (not that he doesn't have any on him--but his palms are empty) and that he is offering himself up to her will. her comfort. (comfort. that's a fucking joke. all things considered.) "i was..but..i'm.. i'm not. it's me. here. and i'm not some monster. i swear to god," his voice buckles. features going softer as eyes widen. begging her to listen.

"we tried to find you.. sam. me. when you didn't answer.. i thought the worst. so i came lookin'... i'm sorry, nat. i'm so damn sorry."

[cursedhuntings]

a usfw only sideblog to cursedhunting containing threads and musings. content will not be tagged with warnings. this is your warning of adult content present. 21+ only. do not follow or interact if we are not mutuals

[safetypinned]

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) / pretend it is from le other blog

@cursedhunting || naughty alphabet meme! || accepting!

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

answered the more in bed side in my previous post. but! i'm going to add in that he's also a very devoted person. you know?? when he's got his soul and/or nothing funky or weird's going on. cause that's a pretty regular thing with him, too. far as romantic intimacy? he takes a bit to open up in that aspect. he didn't have a lot of emotional stability in his life from early on. dean tried to give it to him but even then? most of his life has been a rollercoaster when it comes to showing emotions. hot and dry spells. being afraid to love and walling himself up. or the opposite. still. he came out softhearted, loyal, loving and caring. once you get to that part of him? it's a wide open book to where that'll go but it's going to be from someone who's been waiting to give someone back what they're giving him.

[bleakfated]

@cursedhunting asked: “I heard there is a vampire on the loose you better stay with me tonight.” from the halloween pick-up lines meme !! 👻👻

she had simply been passing through town on the way back to her main safehouse after helping one of her kids with a case that ended up being a malevolent banshee. stopped at a redlight on her way through a small town (charlotte tended to enjoy the scenic routes, rather than speeding down the bland monotonous stretches of the interstate) she had recognized a car in the parking lot of the local diner. curiosity had her veering left at the light to enter the parking lot herself to see if her association was correct or if the small town had a little old man with a vintage car collection and had happened upon a chevelle malibu. plus, she had been driving for over half the day and nothing would ever hit the spot quite like a diner blt.

luckily for her, when charlotte entered the diner the familiar face was spotted right away. without a second's pause, she settled into the rather picturesque, albeit stereotypical red stools at the bar beside natasha. after greetings were exchanged, charlotte picked up the menu, the leather bond cover coated with a thin layer of grease. that's alright, the place had character. brown eyes tore from her gaze upon the menu and back to natasha when she spoke, a formality more than anything since charlotte already knew what she wanted. she chuckled lightly at the other woman's words. ❝ sounds like i'm lucky you're in town to protect me, then. ❞ she teased back, a playful gleam in her eyes.

❝ but if you're actually looking for an extra set of hands, i'm your girl. ❞