Cathrine found herself lost on the corner of a street. Her past nearly non existent to her. Fact was there was a mission that she had to accomplish , but that mission wasn't exactly written in bright yellow. Her companion a rather large Doberman like dog , with red marks across body sat next to her. Though , the dog wasn't ordinary and most humans couldn't even see him , but those that did would miss his jet black bat wings. This dog could also speak, or mind speak depending on situations.<span style="font-style: italic"> " Catherine , my dear , there is a paper requesting heroes, would you be considered a hero of conquest?"</span>It was a joke that her dog Sirius ( yes, the dog of death meant to show before a humans eyes before they die, or so the rumor has it.)<br/><br/>" A what? There are such things as heroes, or , oh right Hercules , " She paused as a bit of wind blew past her long dark blue hair back. Before looking at the small flyer posted on an old brick wall.<span style="font-style: italic"> 'Men and women gifted with special abilities in any form. Weather you've learned it through extensive training or the gift was granted to you by either divine powers or by accident. You are needed to protect the weak, up hold the weary, and bring the wicked to justice.' </span>The sign reads, no one in particular portrayed in the picture, just a common picture of Robin Hood and his Merry Men.<br/><br/>A chuckle escaped her hound's lips , as he jokingly made fun of the sign, ruining a circle like a crazy dog. She smiled in amusement at the movements that Sirius made before turning back to the sign. Obviously, the flyer knew the divine existed which is a dangerous thing to know, unless you were a divine yourself.<span style="font-style: italic">'Come speak with Ellam Entalist if your interested in joining.'</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">" Looks we owe a visit to Lady Ellam." </span>Sirius was now all seriousness as if this lady was an old friend of his. She turned nodding heading for what the flyer said to be her address, passing by poor men, and women. Every once in a while she would drop a few silver coins. Money wasn't an issue for her , but she hardly kept more than what she needed to survive, the rest always landed on the ground.<br/><br/>" So this , Lady Ellam , you know of her?" The question had an obvious answer but her hound loved speaking so it was an opportunity for him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">" Of course, most divine do, or divine helpers shall I say , Zeus wouldn't know of such a lady , but then he isn't as connected as I am my mistress. " </span>She swung her staff around in a circle for a minute before finally making it to Lady Ellam's house. Apparently, another person had made it here before her. A young boy with ice blue eyes and spiked blonde hair. She decided to creep next to him to await for more information.