Forbidden Prey

The helpless are not prey worthy of the blade.
They are beneath your notice entirely.

Children of any species are forbidden to the Hunt.
This is law eternal and unbreakable.

The pregnant carry the future of their species within.
They are sacred vessels, never targets.

The diseased offer no challenge to test you.
They offer only contamination to destroy you.

Those who tend the sick and wounded are not combatants in any war.
Leave them to their mercy.

The enslaved possess no freedom to fight back.
They possess no honor worth taking.

Prey must choose to fight or flee freely.
Without choice, there can be no hunt.

The bound, the chained, the caged: these are not worthy of your blade.
Walk past them in disgust.

If your prey cannot flee from your approach, you are not hunting them.
You are executing them. This is not the way.

The code separates us from the monsters we hunt.
Honor it or become what you despise.