Oh yeah. It's all coming together

VK stretched, a moment's rest from his very-important work. He had finally gotten the penmanship to look just right and give off the exact intention he was going for. These letters were written by a man of the people, a soon-to-be hero, a professional in his line of duty. They finally didn't look too over dramatic, like some fantasy roleplayer pretending to be a vampire hunter. No, he was a real one, and soon everyone would know it. And if anyone actually reported a vampire sighting to him, then he could promote his title from 'hunter' to 'slayer'. Oh yeah. It's all coming together.

He stepped back to admire his handiwork, reading the poster.

"Have you recently sighted a monster, beast or ghoul? Have you been harassed by a foul creature of darkness in the past? Worry not, for I have the answer to your problems! Simply send a letter reporting the incident including the location and description of the supernatural perpetrator to the address below and VK the Vampire Hunter will come to the rescue! Send your letters to Mucha at 306 Poisson BLVD, and VK will arrive as soon as possible to take care of your monstrous messes for you. (Fan mail is also accepted.)" He read aloud to himself, pride riding on his voice. His giddy excitement at being finished waned when he remembered there were still hundreds of copies to make and post all across Merveilleux.

He heaved a sigh and sat back down at his desk, chair creaking as he picked his pen back up and pulled out a second sheet of paper. "I'm doing this for the good of all Pecheur-kind…" He muttered to himself.