The Beast is a symbol of cunning, physical prowess, instinct, and power. The antithesis and brother of the Tower, the world of the Beast consist of reckless abandon and vice.
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Ornin, Fourth of the Beast
The Beast is Nature, the Hunt, and Instinct
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So begins...
Ornin, Fourth of the Beast's Story
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This world had a strange scent to it. It was not something this Hunter of the Beast was keen too, but alas, he could not return to the Sanctuary until the Seven deemed his mission a success. It would help, however, if he knew what his goals were this time around. Not even a hint. A word from the Head Hunter, and he was pushed through the Gate into this...confusion of a world.
The Monk's garb was simple, if somewhat revealing. Skin tight, shimmering fiber-ware robes, fluctuating between various colors of the wild worlds, greens, grays, browns. Along the shoulders, hands, and calfs, brighter and less natural colors would flash back and forth, reds, cyans, whites, violets. The man's mask was a sleek visage of a fanged beast, an eerie blend of natural danger and technological marvels. Standing on shambling rumble, his vision flickered to infrared and motion capture...
...Something was moving, faster. Running. Perhaps...a time for a chase...
The Monk's garb was simple, if somewhat revealing. Skin tight, shimmering fiber-ware robes, fluctuating between various colors of the wild worlds, greens, grays, browns. Along the shoulders, hands, and calfs, brighter and less natural colors would flash back and forth, reds, cyans, whites, violets. The man's mask was a sleek visage of a fanged beast, an eerie blend of natural danger and technological marvels. Standing on shambling rumble, his vision flickered to infrared and motion capture...
...Something was moving, faster. Running. Perhaps...a time for a chase...
Josai's hands tightened on her gun, trying to find where the culprit was hiding, and then she turned her head.
She turned her head, froze, and nearly dropped the gun altogether. What she saw before her had her jaw dropping. Someone- something- had simply materialized before her eyes out of a...portal?
Before she could even do anything about it, the culprit had stepped out from behind a wall, suddenly firing at her. She tried her best to dodge the bullets in a roll, and though she mostly succeeded, a bullet had passed right through her hand, causing her to lose the weapon she had been carrying. With a cry of pain, she got to her feet, blood oozing down onto the ground from her hand. She gripped her hands regardless, and the glow from the wires extended to her palms. She retreated behind a building. She screamed several profanities to the man in a language native to Misranans, but foreign to anyone else. It sounded sharp, rude, like a profanity. She changed her language for a brief moment.
"Who are you!?"
She turned her head, froze, and nearly dropped the gun altogether. What she saw before her had her jaw dropping. Someone- something- had simply materialized before her eyes out of a...portal?
Before she could even do anything about it, the culprit had stepped out from behind a wall, suddenly firing at her. She tried her best to dodge the bullets in a roll, and though she mostly succeeded, a bullet had passed right through her hand, causing her to lose the weapon she had been carrying. With a cry of pain, she got to her feet, blood oozing down onto the ground from her hand. She gripped her hands regardless, and the glow from the wires extended to her palms. She retreated behind a building. She screamed several profanities to the man in a language native to Misranans, but foreign to anyone else. It sounded sharp, rude, like a profanity. She changed her language for a brief moment.
"Who are you!?"
Translators were a wonderful thing. And thanks to the Beast's opposition to the Tower, his Sigil was allowed the gift of speech, even if something else was sacrificed. "A travel warrior and scholar of the Seven Sigils. Perhaps you have heard of our order, blood scented woman?" When he spoke, the fang like carving moved naturally, almost too naturally, with his word.
The smell of combat, even if it was minor combat, made his eyes widen behind his mask, his suit now the colors of war, reds, blacks, oranges, and golds.
From his perch, he ran down so shouting was no longer a necessity. His strides were long and agile, scaling the almost sheer cliff, downward, in the blink of an eye. And even sooner, dodging a hail of fire from a scared, cornered prey, he was beside her, his voice a mingled, but understandable, mixture of grunts, growls, hisses, and chirps. "Do you need assistance, female?"
The smell of combat, even if it was minor combat, made his eyes widen behind his mask, his suit now the colors of war, reds, blacks, oranges, and golds.
From his perch, he ran down so shouting was no longer a necessity. His strides were long and agile, scaling the almost sheer cliff, downward, in the blink of an eye. And even sooner, dodging a hail of fire from a scared, cornered prey, he was beside her, his voice a mingled, but understandable, mixture of grunts, growls, hisses, and chirps. "Do you need assistance, female?"
Josai was...speechless.
She did not know much about the universe outside of Misrana, and though she had seen many strange things, had met humans far out of this world, she had never seen anything like this man.
"...what makes you think that?" she asked, holding her bleeding hand to her. She looked out from the side of the building right in time to see the culprit whip out a much larger gun with a two inch barrel. Her eyes widened.
"Run...run!" she screamed at him, booking it from her place, through a side alleyway that carried her away as the shot was fired. The bullet, itself, posed little threat to them. It's what the bullet unleashed once it had been fired.
It exploded as it zoomed toward the spot where Josai had run from, and a wave of energy presented itself in a blast of green light. Something landed heavily onto the ground, causing it to shake. The energy tightened and formed into something worthy of being frightened of.
It was a great beast, must have been thirty feet tall, made of the energy it had exploded from. It carried a resemblance to a dragon, but lacked wings. The deadly claws and tooth-riddled maw, however, was frightening enough. The fact that every inch of its body burned like fire was another great reason to stay away.
She did not know much about the universe outside of Misrana, and though she had seen many strange things, had met humans far out of this world, she had never seen anything like this man.
"...what makes you think that?" she asked, holding her bleeding hand to her. She looked out from the side of the building right in time to see the culprit whip out a much larger gun with a two inch barrel. Her eyes widened.
"Run...run!" she screamed at him, booking it from her place, through a side alleyway that carried her away as the shot was fired. The bullet, itself, posed little threat to them. It's what the bullet unleashed once it had been fired.
It exploded as it zoomed toward the spot where Josai had run from, and a wave of energy presented itself in a blast of green light. Something landed heavily onto the ground, causing it to shake. The energy tightened and formed into something worthy of being frightened of.
It was a great beast, must have been thirty feet tall, made of the energy it had exploded from. It carried a resemblance to a dragon, but lacked wings. The deadly claws and tooth-riddled maw, however, was frightening enough. The fact that every inch of its body burned like fire was another great reason to stay away.
The Beast cocked his head to the side before being practically blinded, shielding his eyes from the blast. It was...bright...
However, what Ornin saw next was something incredibly exciting.
The creature of fire and energy, how it was a marvel. It wasn't something he had ever seen before, a prey he'd never hunted. This was why he was sent here! It had to be! Slay a monster, return home for a Feast and Fire ceremony! Become the Third of his Sigil!
His suit flared to life. Wings of solid yet flowing energy, blood red. Arms sheathed in the same energy, claw like covers arms and legs. A tail, spiked, detailed with both fur and scales! His screen blacked out, as did his HUD, so that his vision was natural, if tinted to block out the blinding lights. Running was not an option. Ornin charged, a great roar in his throat.
However, what Ornin saw next was something incredibly exciting.
The creature of fire and energy, how it was a marvel. It wasn't something he had ever seen before, a prey he'd never hunted. This was why he was sent here! It had to be! Slay a monster, return home for a Feast and Fire ceremony! Become the Third of his Sigil!
His suit flared to life. Wings of solid yet flowing energy, blood red. Arms sheathed in the same energy, claw like covers arms and legs. A tail, spiked, detailed with both fur and scales! His screen blacked out, as did his HUD, so that his vision was natural, if tinted to block out the blinding lights. Running was not an option. Ornin charged, a great roar in his throat.
Josai had scaled one of the tall buildings when she spotted the man facing off against the Spirit summoned from the bullet. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head again. He was crazy!
"Hey!" she called to him, blowing her cover entirely. "Hey, get out of there! There's other ways to-"
Ratatata!
Bullets sprayed at her from the side, causing her to duck low onto the roof. The beast, with a snarl, swiped at the monk with its fierce, fiery claws, trying to melt away his armor and swipe him back.
"Hey!" she called to him, blowing her cover entirely. "Hey, get out of there! There's other ways to-"
Ratatata!
Bullets sprayed at her from the side, causing her to duck low onto the roof. The beast, with a snarl, swiped at the monk with its fierce, fiery claws, trying to melt away his armor and swipe him back.
Whatever energy the beast was made of, the kinetic energy from the impact would be absorbed, channeled into his own fist, allowing him to strike with a rather impressive counter attack, attempting to gouge the beast's throat with a snarl.
The actual impact itself would probably be lead to some broken ribs, bruises, though it did nothing to stop or even impede his stride. Right now, the suit was pumping steroids, natural and otherwise, pain suppressants, and pure adrenaline. Ornin would not be swayed. He had a creature to kill.
And boy, was he grinning like a madman.
The actual impact itself would probably be lead to some broken ribs, bruises, though it did nothing to stop or even impede his stride. Right now, the suit was pumping steroids, natural and otherwise, pain suppressants, and pure adrenaline. Ornin would not be swayed. He had a creature to kill.
And boy, was he grinning like a madman.
The Spirit reared back, but was not hurt terribly by the gouge. It was not a completely physical creature, after all. The flame around it blazed, becoming warmer and warmer as it attacked, rearing on its back legs to lash at the man over and over again. There was no losing this battle until one of them was dead. There was no such thing as a draw, here.
Dodging every strike he could, the Monk, the Hunter, countered every blow he took with one of his own, the energy in his suit beginning to shine just as bright as the creature's before him, each blow, each absorbed strike empowering him, the energy spreading until it formed a veiled, blazing aura, mimicking the spirit's very form, if not stature.
The true power of the Beast was adaptation, changing into whatever you fought, in action and nature. With a roar, he seized a massive leg mid-attack, wrenching, tearing, screaming powerfully, ripping it free, and...joining with it, his size now visibly growing as well.
Oh. And Ornin was laughing. Insanely. If those pious, stoic, zealot freaks of the Tower could see him, they would weep in the presence of his glory!
The true power of the Beast was adaptation, changing into whatever you fought, in action and nature. With a roar, he seized a massive leg mid-attack, wrenching, tearing, screaming powerfully, ripping it free, and...joining with it, his size now visibly growing as well.
Oh. And Ornin was laughing. Insanely. If those pious, stoic, zealot freaks of the Tower could see him, they would weep in the presence of his glory!
Energy battling energy- fire against fire! The battle raged on beautifully, though it was the Spirit that was losing it as the fight continued. Spirit energy burned at its core and dissolved it. It shrank in size gradually, until it became so weak that hunched onto the ground. It bled, but no blood. The fire it was made from poured out at hot wounds and danced just above the ground. It set its eyes, filled with rage, upon the Monk.
During that time, Josai had hopped from her perch and engaged in a separate battle with the culprit, using the spells from her Caster Gloves. Many bones were broken, many wounds were made, but in the end, Josai had won, and she had not killed him.
During that time, Josai had hopped from her perch and engaged in a separate battle with the culprit, using the spells from her Caster Gloves. Many bones were broken, many wounds were made, but in the end, Josai had won, and she had not killed him.
With an echoing scream, Ornin stomped the ember of life from existence, gnashing his teeth and thrashing, slashing, swiping, at noting until his Bloodlust diminished. The energy slowly faded away, back into Nature, and towards the Beast. Even though his was the least...religious...of the Sigil Orders, they still had their philosophies, and of course, the Teaching.
Even as the suit repaired his wounded body, and itself, he crossed one arm across his chest diagonally and held the other hand in the direction of his departed foe, hand curled in a claw like shape. "May the Beast guild you to the fields of Glory, so you may Hunt and be Hunted for eternity."
Even as the suit repaired his wounded body, and itself, he crossed one arm across his chest diagonally and held the other hand in the direction of his departed foe, hand curled in a claw like shape. "May the Beast guild you to the fields of Glory, so you may Hunt and be Hunted for eternity."
Josai was staring at him. Her eyes were as wide as dinner plates, and her jaw was agape. She had never seen anyone face off against a spirit quite like that before.
"I..." She paused, unable to come up with the words immediately. She took a breath. "What...are you?" she asked, finally. "And...and who are you, exactly? A new creation by the Orange Guard, perhaps...?"
"I..." She paused, unable to come up with the words immediately. She took a breath. "What...are you?" she asked, finally. "And...and who are you, exactly? A new creation by the Orange Guard, perhaps...?"
He turned to the women, his nerves still incredibly on end, his muscles visible tense under the fiber suit. "This one is...content, now. Glorified." The energy shroud around him very slowly began to diminish, as did his apparent muscle mass, returning to his lithe, slim, muscular form. "And no, female, I am not a part of this...Guard...you mention."
He kept the same posture, the one used for his prayer moments before. "I am a Monk of the Beast, one of the Seven Sigils. I am Ornin, Fourth of the Beast. Why do you seem so shocked? Surely the Seven are heard of in this corner of the galaxy, this material plane? And you seem so shocked that a monk of the Beast would have trouble with...whatever it is I just battled." In truth, it had been no small task, but Ornin was not a humble man. Ever.
He kept the same posture, the one used for his prayer moments before. "I am a Monk of the Beast, one of the Seven Sigils. I am Ornin, Fourth of the Beast. Why do you seem so shocked? Surely the Seven are heard of in this corner of the galaxy, this material plane? And you seem so shocked that a monk of the Beast would have trouble with...whatever it is I just battled." In truth, it had been no small task, but Ornin was not a humble man. Ever.
"We've been a little shielded from the rest of the galaxy for a while..." replied Josai, her grip on the traitor's body tightening. "My name is Josai. It's...nice to meet you?" She offered a small bow, hand on her hip. "I've never heard of your kind before. I don't think anyone here has. You are on the planet Misrana, in the Nahatsan archipelago. Why have you come here?" came her next question. "Why...it's not that I'm not thankful, hear me out, but it's that I'm merely confused. Why help me at all? Or were you doing that to fight the...thing?"
This man, whatever he was, impressed her. With someone like that...
This man, whatever he was, impressed her. With someone like that...
"The creature came into existence with an urge to battle. I merely rose to its challenge and won. Handily." He decided to answer the part that let him boast before anything else. "And as for why I am here...I have no clue. I figured that the First of the Beast merely sent me on a routine Hunt, but seeing as how I've slain my prey, and I'm still here...that must not be it. I really have no clue, to be honest, Female Josai."
He wasn't trying to be rude. The Order of the Beast differentiated members by gender and then birth name. He was honestly a little dumbfounded that the Seven were not known here. Then again, they were just beginning to expand...
He wasn't trying to be rude. The Order of the Beast differentiated members by gender and then birth name. He was honestly a little dumbfounded that the Seven were not known here. Then again, they were just beginning to expand...
"It's just Josai. If you want to be formal, it's Miss Toye," she told him. "So...Ornin, I take it. Your title is a bit long, so I hope you don't mind if I leave it at that. Humans..." She paused, gritting her teeth. She wasn't really human, herself, but that was the best thing to liken herself to in this galaxy, she found, "...like to keep things short. It makes things much simpler, and conversations go by much more quickly that way."
She kept her eyes scanning the being's form, thoughts spinning away from the assailant at her side. It was only once he had moved that she switched her attention, smashing him against the wall of one of the buildings.
"Shut up!" she snarled.
She kept her eyes scanning the being's form, thoughts spinning away from the assailant at her side. It was only once he had moved that she switched her attention, smashing him against the wall of one of the buildings.
"Shut up!" she snarled.
He kept his head tilted to the side, like a confused but fascinated pup. So, humans...thats what this species were called. They were rather pink, and that alone made the Hunter giggle to himself. At least this one seemed to be able to handle herself. He wondered if the rest of the species was as capable.
"Try breaking his legs. If you don't want him to escape, remove a foot, or cut some tendons. Maybe. Just suggestions. And Ornin is fine, if informal. Though my order is not known for its formalities." He gazed around the somewhat war torn, ruinous area. "Things on your Plane not going so well...Josai?" It was hard for him to not call her Female...
"Try breaking his legs. If you don't want him to escape, remove a foot, or cut some tendons. Maybe. Just suggestions. And Ornin is fine, if informal. Though my order is not known for its formalities." He gazed around the somewhat war torn, ruinous area. "Things on your Plane not going so well...Josai?" It was hard for him to not call her Female...
"There's no need for that, but if it gets that bad, I'll be sure to take up that advice," said Josai, nodding. "We're in war. This is the poorer part of Miserta Kara, the city you're currently in. People ran from here when my came. There's more than a bit of conflict of interest. Why...why don't you come with me?" she asked hesitantly. She did not completely trust this fellow, but he had just saved her life.
"I know some people who will want to meet you."
"I know some people who will want to meet you."
He has no where else to go, and Ornin was desiring some rest and relaxation. A feast for his actions, a hunger for some carnal pass time. "Alright. I'll follow you, until I meat a stronger Alpha to follow. Unless I prove to be the strongest. We will see."
The Monk already had all his possessions, even the Lair, a simple ring underneath and integrated into his entire suit. He would go, as soon as she started the trek. "Tell me of this war. Conflict is the fuel of my Order. Reasons for battle and blood? What is driving this feud?"
The Monk already had all his possessions, even the Lair, a simple ring underneath and integrated into his entire suit. He would go, as soon as she started the trek. "Tell me of this war. Conflict is the fuel of my Order. Reasons for battle and blood? What is driving this feud?"
Josai chewed on her lip. "Just a few months ago, almost a year now, Misrana was under the protection of a Planetary Cloaking Field. This went on for a few hundred years, when the planet was unified beneath the rule of the Calidonan Supremacy. However, this did not leave any room for the independence of individual countries, so a rebellion was formed." She smiled. "I'm part of that rebellion. We yearn to learn about those outside of this planet, to explore, to be independent and to be free, despite the consequences, despite the danger that may lie ahead. The Supremacy cares only about safety and preservation."
She carried the man's limp body quite easily through town. Even with an injured hand.
She carried the man's limp body quite easily through town. Even with an injured hand.
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