Lioness075
Everyone's fighting some battle of their own.
Tucker let out a sigh of relief, thoroughly enjoying his home and its quaint settings. He walked inside and turned on the lights before setting the kettle on the stove, intent on having some tea shortly. Leaving the kettle on its own for now, Tucker headed out back to his small garden, watering his plants and making sure any weeds present were pulled and removed entirely. Once he was satisfied that his plants were good to go, Tucker headed back inside to take care of his special plant that was centered on his kitchen table...a small potted vervain plant. Being an elf, Tucker was fully aware that other beings were out there. Especially after encountering the town drunk when he was a werewolf. Therefore, Tucker had gone out of his way to research what certain beings were susceptible to and he'd discovered that vampires were highly susceptible to vervain. He also learned werewolves hated silver and so all of his silverware is pure silver while Tucker also has a hidden handgun in the house that's loaded with silver bullets. You never know as it is.