- Joined
- Jan 8, 2020
Erik stood up, stretching and moving towards the kitchen section of his office, he had to make himself a drink. Grabbing the hot chocolate, his own little guilty pleasure, he turned the kettle on and filled the cup. Tomorrow would be the first day of the new year at Lyceum Echidna where he had worked for the last five years teaching one of the more fringe subjects, Monster Hunting. Usually something that would be left to the humans who occasionally hunted monsters that found their way into the human world one would think there wasn't really a need for it in their world, in a world with almost exclusively monsters of every kind, but they would absolutely be wrong. Erik knew first hand how much trouble could arise if monsters went unchecked so there was of course a policing system in place to take care of things, it was just the crimes that were different. Minor, more personal crimes didn't tend to matter to monsters. Rape, for example, was a way of life, the strong took the weak more often than not, and while it might be a hard experience most monsters knew this fact, were born into it and would go on with their lives once it was over. Some were even taken to be used endlessly by their captors, several types of monsters were known for this, in particular the savage trolls of the marshlands that surrounded the school itself had claimed many victims for their own and it was often used more as a tale of caution than anything else, the victims still likely being raped every day for the rest of their lives with few going looking for them unless they were family. Violence was something that was a natural occurrence too, monsters fought and killed each other all the time, so a police system like the humans had wouldn't be very fitting.
No, instead there were two unique systems in place, those that trained to be the enforcers for the rulers of each land, answering only to the Lord or Lady who ruled and their family, sent to keep the peace in the case of nasty feuds, to recover stolen artifacts or hunt down those that have offended them. Then there were the freelance hunters, those that made their living by performing the same duties for those that paid them. If your sister had been kidnapped by a monster and you wanted to get her back but weren't strong enough, it wasn't like your ruler would care...they may have even been the one to do it, but a freelance hunter could retrieve them, or die trying, if the payment was good enough. That was where Erik had learned the trade, he'd been a freelance hunter for ten years before coming here, powerful because of the kind of monster he was, the son of a Minotaur and a werewolf he had the properties of both. His human form was tall, 6'5ft tall, he didn't look dangerous or scary, he looked like one would expect from most monsters human forms, with soft brown hair and brown eyes he dressed somewhat like a mix between the teacher he was now and a detective, long brown coat, various different shirts though today he wore a white one with vertical stripes on it, and brown trousers. The tie was the last part, most teachers here didn't actually dress like that but he liked it, in this place it was a style unique just to him. His other form though...a minotaur was often a huge creature, as was a werewolf and the mix of them had done something strange to him. Huge, terrifying, there was little doubt as to why he had been an incredible hunter, few monsters could stand up to his strength and power, standing well over 16feet tall when upright though he was often hunched over or on all fours he was far faster than he looked too, a monster in every sense of the word.
He'd done his job admirably too before he had ended up here, recruited by the headmaster after performing a task for him it had seen like a good idea at the time, he'd been getting rather tired of wandering, of never really having a stable home, so he'd began to teach at Lyceum Echidna, the headmaster had created this entire subject just for him, feeling it was a good idea to have somewhere for aspiring hunters to learn their trade, from basic techniques and the etiquette that came with it. Learning the rules that hunters had to follow to stay out of the watchful gaze of the rulers, the different customs in each of the monster lands, learning how to trade with demons, beasts, plant types and most importantly how to take care of and subdue all of the various types of monster. With such a huge variety and differences in their skills, their magic and how to resist their allures it was turning out to be a popular subject even just for extra credit, which was why he had put in for his own teacher's assistant. TA's were something special in the Lyceum, not completely staff they were chosen from applications from monsters that either couldn't afford the tuition or weren't lucky enough to have a planned scholarship, sometimes they were humans that had become monsters via a bite from a werewolf or turned into a vampire or a succubus, not pure blooded like those born to it, and sometimes they were just from poorer or lesser families of monsters. It was hard to think of them like that, but it was what it was, just a way of the world.
Taking his hot chocolate back to his desk, that was who he was waiting for now. Erik had so much to go over, he had to approve all of the different students based on their past experiences and their other classes and plan out his lessons. Usually he would start with something pretty basic, dealing with creatures of strength like himself before they started getting to the more magical types and the tricksters. He had most of it down now, all he really had to do was wait for his assistant to arrive and give her his lesson plans, make sure she was up to speed and then he could go back to his room and relax, today had been a long day of preparation and he was tired, sleepy. Looking up at the clock, his assistant wouldn't be expected for at least another hour. He spent twenty minutes sipping his hot chocolate, finishing up the last few details he needed so that his class would be in order, then he rested back on his chair, closing his eyes. The downside of his career change was that sometimes this job was so boring...he didn't have the thrill of being the hunter anymore, he didn't get to go out into the world and take what he wanted...sure, he had fun with one of the students on occasion, it wasn't unusual for that to happen in such a sexually charged world but he couldn't do it more often than not, they were there to learn from him and he also had the task of keeping the peace for the school as he was the one responsible for internal investigations and security, part of the reason he had been hired. Just thinking about it was making him sleepy. So tired...just closing his eyes for a few minutes wouldn't hurt, right?