Look Who Doesn't Hate Their Pack, Nyx!

Nero was a beast who felt no fear. He had come face to face with his own mortality more times than he could count, the most recent of which had ended up in his servitude to Obscura. When there was no shortage of things that wanted you dead, you learned to stop feeling fear. So when the strange night passed into a crimson red day, Nero simply scowled and kept his guard up. Something was clearly amiss, but these were forces far beyond the reckoning of mortal creatures like themselves. Whatever was at play here, they were merely pawn moving on a board—maybe even less.

Scylla collected him early in the day and the Obscura wolves set out across Boreas to the land that had been rent apart to make room for something foreign and bizarre. Approaching the new territory, Nero was immediately struck by how quiet everything was. There were no songs of summer birds, no calls of prey or predator to be heard. It was as if all life had been petrified here in the blink of an eye. The odd stone spires that rose from the ground like pointed teeth towered over them, making Nero feel small—a feat that was extraordinarily rare for the ancient dire brute. Golden eyes looked around the red-tinted land and the bloody sky, feeling no unease or dread. He quite liked the hue, no matter how alien it was.

At the Sovereign's direction, Nero simply gave a huff of acknowledgement. He would do as he always did, which was whatever he pleased. Nothing had killed him yet and he didn't intend to start dying now. He followed the tiny fae toward the nearest spire, eyes scanning and studying the pillar. She asked if he had ever seen anything like it and the behemoth shook his head. "No. But whatever this is, it is old." Reaching a paw forward, Nero raked his claws against the stone's surface, testing its feel and coarseness. It was surprisingly smooth to the touch despite its weathered appearance. His claws moved down to trace the etched face of a screaming creature in the stone, tilting his head curiously to one side. "Very old."

"Scylla & Nero"