THE RED WOLF
RED DEMON OF MYRKR
Tags: Gerwald Lechner
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A report marked as non urgent, crossed Gerwald Lechner ‘s desk six months later. It was a report based upon the findings concerning a hijacked freighter from Naboo.
An agent of the Knight Obsidian’s order had been sent to investigate the hijacking of the freighter and they traced its signal to a planet outside of the Confederacy. To a planet called Myrkr. They had lost the signal when it had entered the planet’s atmosphere, so they had begun to question the citizens. Reports had led them deep into the forests, where they had stumbled upon the old burnt out village and there in the middle, they had also found the freighter. No information could be recovered from the wreckage, as the explosion had destroyed the data and left not a trace behind.
However…
The KO member had made a mention that while they had only been out there to look for the ship, they had heard sounds of a haunting howl. Fearing the prospect of ghosts, they had fled but not before continued questions of the citizens revealed an interesting fact. They had uncovered that not long after the crash a beast had been sighted and anyone caught near it would end up dead. The agent mentions that the residents were calling it the Red Demon of Myrkr and most tended to avoid the forests if at all possible, because they feared for their lives.
At the end of the report, the agent made a side note that maybe it might be worth their while to investigate, as they had lost contact with a certain KO member around the same time of the crash.
A member called… Redd.
Attached to that report, was a medical report. One that had first been created upon the night that Gerwald had a beach celebration for his promotion...
Paws did not make a sound as the red wolf’s large frame navigated the forests of Myrkr, it moved with an ease that seemed at home within its environment. A home that it had begun to establish ever since its paws had touched upon the fertile earth, earth which now shifted under the wolf’s weight with each step it took. However, it did not fear the others that occupied the area, for the wolf had established its dominance a month after it had crashed upon the surface. Teeth had torn apart throats, while claws had shredded bellies. If anything human related dared to lay eyes upon it, the Red Demon killed them. It did not want word to be relayed back to anyone that might dare to connect her back to the Confederacy; for it wished to remain within the wild, untamed forests that it now called home.
Slowly, her movements slowed as its nose dipped to smell the scent of a lone deer that had passed through the area an hour ago, but she had already eaten and was heading towards a stream that flowed close by. Red fur brushed up against a bush as she pressed on and she felt the gentle breeze of the morning ruffle the beast’s coat. The forest was also coated in a light dusting of water, for the night had brought a light shower to nourish the area. An area which brought forth the rich smells of damp fertile earth, fresh foliage and the gentle smells of herbs and flowers. Such strong smells could easily disorientate a wolf, but this one had been living within the forests for quite some time and had easily acclimated into it. Especially considering that the forest was the home of her birth place.
Finally the beast’s paws came to a stand still, but not before the Red Demon’s front paws entered the small stream as she dipped her head to lap at the cool, refreshing liquid.
A report marked as non urgent, crossed Gerwald Lechner ‘s desk six months later. It was a report based upon the findings concerning a hijacked freighter from Naboo.
An agent of the Knight Obsidian’s order had been sent to investigate the hijacking of the freighter and they traced its signal to a planet outside of the Confederacy. To a planet called Myrkr. They had lost the signal when it had entered the planet’s atmosphere, so they had begun to question the citizens. Reports had led them deep into the forests, where they had stumbled upon the old burnt out village and there in the middle, they had also found the freighter. No information could be recovered from the wreckage, as the explosion had destroyed the data and left not a trace behind.
However…
The KO member had made a mention that while they had only been out there to look for the ship, they had heard sounds of a haunting howl. Fearing the prospect of ghosts, they had fled but not before continued questions of the citizens revealed an interesting fact. They had uncovered that not long after the crash a beast had been sighted and anyone caught near it would end up dead. The agent mentions that the residents were calling it the Red Demon of Myrkr and most tended to avoid the forests if at all possible, because they feared for their lives.
At the end of the report, the agent made a side note that maybe it might be worth their while to investigate, as they had lost contact with a certain KO member around the same time of the crash.
A member called… Redd.
Attached to that report, was a medical report. One that had first been created upon the night that Gerwald had a beach celebration for his promotion...
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Paws did not make a sound as the red wolf’s large frame navigated the forests of Myrkr, it moved with an ease that seemed at home within its environment. A home that it had begun to establish ever since its paws had touched upon the fertile earth, earth which now shifted under the wolf’s weight with each step it took. However, it did not fear the others that occupied the area, for the wolf had established its dominance a month after it had crashed upon the surface. Teeth had torn apart throats, while claws had shredded bellies. If anything human related dared to lay eyes upon it, the Red Demon killed them. It did not want word to be relayed back to anyone that might dare to connect her back to the Confederacy; for it wished to remain within the wild, untamed forests that it now called home.
Slowly, her movements slowed as its nose dipped to smell the scent of a lone deer that had passed through the area an hour ago, but she had already eaten and was heading towards a stream that flowed close by. Red fur brushed up against a bush as she pressed on and she felt the gentle breeze of the morning ruffle the beast’s coat. The forest was also coated in a light dusting of water, for the night had brought a light shower to nourish the area. An area which brought forth the rich smells of damp fertile earth, fresh foliage and the gentle smells of herbs and flowers. Such strong smells could easily disorientate a wolf, but this one had been living within the forests for quite some time and had easily acclimated into it. Especially considering that the forest was the home of her birth place.
Finally the beast’s paws came to a stand still, but not before the Red Demon’s front paws entered the small stream as she dipped her head to lap at the cool, refreshing liquid.
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