Orion - daycamp off the beaten path
In his daylight camp, off the beaten path Orion lazed about as many of the demons around him did the same. He recalled how he had come to such a awkward position.
It all began with a letter, an invitation to a private event at a lords estate. as Orion was a simple wanderer then the invitation was clearly meant for everyone. it was the Promise of food that lured him in, as he normally avoided such things. The estate was modest and smelled heavily of jasmine. Underneath that scent however Orion could smell the stench of blood. As he and a dozen others sat around the table the lord of the manor entered and addressed them. While he looked normal Orion could smell that it was something wearing the face and skin of the lord. the scent of decay giving it away. So when the man declared dinner served Orion was already prepared for the worse. Demons, while it was his first encounter with them he was confident that everything died if stabbed in the head. There were only two survivors that night Orion being one of them. soon after a messenger was sent for him, in regards to a job. The carrier was a terrified child. When he responded to the letter and answered the summons he was greeted by a man who gave no name. He spoke of a war that was ravaging the land. he spoke of kings and demons. Orion didnt care until the man spoke of him. the man knew about his ability and wanted to pay him to put it to use. the price offered "anything his heart desired" In time Orion agreed but setting his own conditions, namely that he would ask for his desire at the close of this conflict and that he would answer to no one. He was introduced to the darkside of the war. the side which harbored demons and chaos and destruction. From that he selected 9 demons of varying skill, race and intelligence and set them apart from the group. They were to be assassins, avoiding the major conflicts, spreading the fruits of destruction by the moonlight.
The smell of blood in the distance drew him from his memories. the blood was rank, a demon was dead, most likely the idiot Oni on guard duty. He honestly didnt care but he was concerned about who had been the one to kill it. his traveling part also seemed alerted to the smell but didnt move or do anything stupid. Orion was the only one to investigate heading in the direction of the blood. he traveled curiously but casually, holding fast to his training in deception. With his sword at his side he kept his hands behind his head, to create the image of an idle traveler along for a journey and not one of a deadly assassin accompanied by demons.