At the surface, the Enigma Seed corporation was an upstanding, military-catering facility that researched some of the most advanced forms of warfare known to Evelon. It was what was buried under the surface where their real money went, and where the real terrors were born. Out in the wastelands of the Cathedral, buried underground was the headquarters of the Cryptid Division. Miles of reinforced steel and iron held the heavy ground above at bay...and kept the monsters inside.
Down winding halls and through barred doors, the creature room was little more than a prison surrounding a central slab and several tables of high grade medical equipment. Body parts were often strewn around the room--either meant for experimentation or for feeding of some of the more savage creations.
The room's center stage stood empty for the moment--only a few beasts around the edges stirred in their cells.
Kanrus
A large minotaur sat with his back to the cell, huddled in the corner despite the fact that he towered over most life forms here at an impressive nine feet tall. His longhorn-like horns each rested on the walls--their tips blunted and capped to prevent attack. Chains could be heard in his cell, clattering as he tentatively pulled at them. Their resting place was to a rather large and spiked nose ring which was still stained with blood to show its newness. A simple loincloth hung around his waist and flowed out onto the floor were he sat.
The beast simply cowered, defeated, in the cell without a word. His neighbor, however, was not willing to be so silent.
Saya
"Oh come on, big guy, body jewelry is all the rage with the ladies these days. I mean, if I wasn't strapped into this cell, you can bet I'd be in yours~" she quipped, trying to earn a chuckle or anything from the dangerous looking behemoth next door. The speaker herself looked ordinary, save for the massive spikes puncturing the flesh on her hips to anchor her to the wall. Her blood from the incident had long since dried, and she absentmindedly reached down to peel off some of the dark red flakes left on her mostly bare legs. She wasn't much better off than the hairy beast--little more than boy shorts and a sports bra that allowed every scar on her skin to shine in the dimmed light of her prison. "I mean, just think of all the fun tricks you'll be able to do now. Exciting, huh Kanrus?"
The minotaur only snorted, adding a few droplets of blood to the wall. "Hurts..." he said simply, scrapping his capped horns against the wall as he turned his head away from Saya.
Down winding halls and through barred doors, the creature room was little more than a prison surrounding a central slab and several tables of high grade medical equipment. Body parts were often strewn around the room--either meant for experimentation or for feeding of some of the more savage creations.
The room's center stage stood empty for the moment--only a few beasts around the edges stirred in their cells.
Kanrus
A large minotaur sat with his back to the cell, huddled in the corner despite the fact that he towered over most life forms here at an impressive nine feet tall. His longhorn-like horns each rested on the walls--their tips blunted and capped to prevent attack. Chains could be heard in his cell, clattering as he tentatively pulled at them. Their resting place was to a rather large and spiked nose ring which was still stained with blood to show its newness. A simple loincloth hung around his waist and flowed out onto the floor were he sat.
The beast simply cowered, defeated, in the cell without a word. His neighbor, however, was not willing to be so silent.
Saya
"Oh come on, big guy, body jewelry is all the rage with the ladies these days. I mean, if I wasn't strapped into this cell, you can bet I'd be in yours~" she quipped, trying to earn a chuckle or anything from the dangerous looking behemoth next door. The speaker herself looked ordinary, save for the massive spikes puncturing the flesh on her hips to anchor her to the wall. Her blood from the incident had long since dried, and she absentmindedly reached down to peel off some of the dark red flakes left on her mostly bare legs. She wasn't much better off than the hairy beast--little more than boy shorts and a sports bra that allowed every scar on her skin to shine in the dimmed light of her prison. "I mean, just think of all the fun tricks you'll be able to do now. Exciting, huh Kanrus?"
The minotaur only snorted, adding a few droplets of blood to the wall. "Hurts..." he said simply, scrapping his capped horns against the wall as he turned his head away from Saya.