(I know things are just starting, but, I want to throw in a couple wildcards already.<img alt=";)" src="./images/smilies/wink.gif" title="Wink"/>Don't worry too much, one will sound pretty threatening, but won't be an immediate factor. There will be a few posts as she journeys back to the kingdom before she actually starts interacting with anyone else, barring random encounters of course. )<br/><br/><br/><br/>The rulers of this land are fat and happy. The nobility, they sit in their cushy positions of power, beyond all fear and scrutiny, passing judgement on everyone below them as they please. It's disgusting.<br/><br/>The journey has been long and hard, I've encountered horrors I never even knew existed, or, more accurately, I never BELIEVED they existed. Speaking of which...<br/><br/>The leviathon is a mythical beast that's usually presented as one of the ultimate evils. It simply devours everything before it, leaving nothing in its wake. Nothing...<br/><br/>In legend it's usually presented as a sea serpent of unimagineable size, but, that's just in legend. There's actually more than one type. Just because the most common is a sea serpent, doesn't mean there aren't more. Some cultures see it as a snake, or a hydra, as it feeds it grows and grows to the point it might devour the entire world with its mighty jaws. There are a lot of myths, a lot of legends, a lot of little differences, but there's one thing that always holds true. Hunger. Intense, unimaginable, unquenchable hunger.<br/><br/>That's right, leviathons are just legends, purely the creations of myth, or so everyone believes. Which is fine by me. You see, I'm making the trip back home after going through Hell and back to escape so many years ago... Home... right... more like, what's left of it... anyway, I'm going back, and I'm bringing a myth with me.<br/><br/>From a high mountain peak I can practically hear the kingdom in the distance. Pulling out a telescope and straining my eyes to see as best I can I can make out many flags, fireworks, celebration. Oh my... is it that time already?<br/><br/>My hands start to shake as I put the telescope away. Is this fortune smiling upon me, or is this a sign of my impending doom?<br/><br/>I place my hand on the head of the jet black wolf beside me, his eyes red as fire. I begin to scratch his head, he opens his mouth, a black tongue rolling out over his shiny jet black teeth. "It's been so long, I'd nearly forgotten..." I say, perhaps he understands me, I'm still not sure exactly how it works honestly, but I say it anyway, "It would seem we'll be arriving during the games. Well, we'll certainly get their attention. One way or another..."<br/><br/>He cocks his head, looking at me curiously. I reach into my bag, grabbing some game from my last hunt. I toss it into the air before him, his tail wags furiously, his red eyes lock, his mouth opens wide and a torrent of blackness rushes forth latching onto the defenseless morsel mid-air before pulling it in and chomping his mouth shut. The noises that follow aren't so much chomping and chewing as the sounds of something being torn to shreds in an instant, it's like no sound I'd ever heard before him. As I continue to rest my left hand on his head and he shreds his meal I feel him grow larger.<br/><br/><br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><br/>*Knock, knock, knock*<br/>"Knock Knock!" Called out a new visitor at the castle gates. How she got there was a mystery, it was almost as though she simply appeared, or came into existence without anyone noticing. The large woman with Black hair and black horns, curling back around her head. From a distance you would assume she were human, however the closer you got you could see that she was notably taller than most humans, and featured exaggerated proportions, particularly her chest and hips. Aside from that though were things that shouldn't exist, like her horns, and a thin black spaded tail that swung around behind, if anyone would notice it beyond the skimpy form-fitting black dress she wore that seemed to hug her curves so tightly it may as well have been a second skin, featuring alluring cuts that came so tantilizingly close to revealing her curves they may as well have been defying gravity.<br/><br/>"I would greatly enjoy getting to know your fine kingdom." She would say pleasantly to whomever answered her knocking, hoping to be accepted to the court so she may greet the rulers of this land and enjoy the spectacle of whatever event they seemed to be throwing right now.<br/><br/>(Character Summaries to follow in next post.)