A Call to Fight

Orpheus would saunter his way down the through the luscious lands that he currently called home. He didn’t own such lands (yet) but it would still be where he settled- for now at least. We would have to see what will happen with this self-proclaimed god. His mother had taught him well after all.

Oh how he missed watching others grovel at his feet... what a pity he couldn’t do that now- or could he? He would just have to wait and see what would happen... Suddenly a howl burst from his chest, head tipped towards the rising moon at the edge of his vision, eyes plastered to the sky in hopes to see a spirit dance by as the call was made.

Who would respond to this sudden burst of a howl, a call of violence and possibly even danger... perhaps nothing, perhaps something... or someone dangerous... he would just have to wait and see.

Who would want to fight such a monster anyways? He was way too powerful for them anyways.