Regis was appalled. The divine Goddess Hest demanded a hero summoning, The ritual of three... and so, Regis performed the ceremony... six volunteers gave their lives, their very souls in fact, to summon forth the Heroes... but he was convinced now that something had gone wrong.

He Shuddered as he recalled the summoning, the Larger Man Strangling the smaller one... then turning back, his face Free of emotion, After his murder was complete... The man Pulled the woman into an embrace, and said "Jobs done, baby. Now you're all mine."... 

The two now sat In cells in the dungeon. Their status showing that they were, in fact, Heroes... but Not. Not really.

Regis looked at the list his Analyzing Assistant made for him.

[Brad Morris. Age 35. Class: Hero? Notes: Cursed by the Goddess Hest, Cursed By The God Frey, Cursed by The Goddess Freya, Cursed by Nemesis. Titles: Betrayer, Friendslayer, Conspirator, Adulterer,  Murderer. Skills: Flex, Strangle.]

[Cathleen Devereux. Age 33. Class: Hero? Notes: Cursed by the Goddess Hest, Cursed By The God Frey, Cursed by The Goddess Freya, Cursed by Nemesis. Titles: Manipulator, Betrayer, Conspirator, Adulterer, Succubus, Slut, Unfaithful. Skills: Suck&Blow.]

These two were monsters. Sadly, the third had been a good man. The status proclaimed as such.

[William Devereux. Age 35. Deceased. Class: Tactician. Notes: Chosen by Fate. Titles: Loving Husband, heroic, kind hearted, loyal, man of honor. Skills: Battlefield Awareness, Hero Support.]

Regis lamented the loss of such a noble man, the 'heroes' be damned.

He Prayed to Hest for guidance.

[Worry not, Regis my boy. A, well, let's say a friend... intervened. The body of William Devereux will have Vanished by now, as his soul was given a new body. As for those accursed Heroes... I'd love to say dispose of them, but... They will be needed. Once the upcoming Crisis ends, however...]

"I see. So... Use them then destroy them?"

[Indeed. But do one thing for me, old boy. Arrange a Request at the guild, nominated, For a Woman named Zulu. Request the investigation of the Northollow Ruins. When she arrives for the briefing, Inform her of this: In the depths lie the Dungeon of Nemesis. Reach the heart, and bring back what you find there, but do not Attack the core... Nemmie is NOT one to cross.]

"Yes, Lady Hest."

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And so, Regis obeyed... A week passed, before this Zulu Arrived. A seven foot tall, muscular Woman, carrying A blade thar resembled A Khukri Knife, just much larger. Her features were striking, her Face human, save the bits of fur. A beast-kin. Her hair, A long Mohawk, was black, but her fur was mostly gray. Her Hair was not Styled, however. Her kind Only grew hair like that. The rest of her head had a short covering of Grey fur, like her arms and legs. She had strange black marking around her eyes.

She Immediately Accepted the mission.

"Forgive me if this seems rude, Miss Zulu... But What ARE you? I've never seen a Beastkin with those features. Your ears and tail somewhat resemble a Wolf-kin, but also a Cat-kin."

"Understandable. I hail from southern continent." Her Common was a bit... Rocky. "My kin are the laughing ones. You would say... Hyena."

"Ah! I see."

And that was, more or less, that. The woman departed that same day, And Regis Awaited a Report. The Heroes had, after two days in the dungeon, agreed to contract magic preventing them from betraying the kingdom... and their training began yesterday. The Guard captain placed in charge of them Had Request a transfer within an hour after meeting them.

"I think our country might be doomed."