Name:
Aiakos
Gender:
Male
Orientation:
Straight
Relationship:
Open
Friendships:
Open
Companions:
None
Artist:
Yugi
Aiakos
Gender:
Male
Orientation:
Straight
Relationship:
Open
Friendships:
Open
Companions:
None
Artist:
Yugi
Family:
Adoptive Father: Hades Adoptive Uncles: Charon and Hermes |
Bio:
Found as a child by Hades, he was raised in the underworld by Hades and his angels. Due to the nature of living in the underworld, he was granted the same gifts as the angels have and therefore is immortal. He longs to help his father handle the escaped demons and trouble souls in the mortal realm but most of the time, he works as one of the Judges in the underworld. He wanders the fields, speaking to souls at random and occasionally granting them passage into the castle to be further judged by Hades, in the chance they may move to the isles of the blessed or Elysium. |
Traits
Minor Mane - Uncommon
Armored Scales - Rare
Armored Scales - Rare
Hatchery Submission form
I hope the grays and blues match up enough?
Growth to Adult: *Yes
Offspring: NA
Other:
Penn X3- Complex Horns (Something Demon looking- Artist pick)
Penn X3- Slit Eyes
Penn X2- Minor Mane (Spiked- Masculine)
Penn x2- Armored Scales
To be paid by me in DA points
Growth to Adult: *Yes
Offspring: NA
Other:
Penn X3- Complex Horns (Something Demon looking- Artist pick)
Penn X3- Slit Eyes
Penn X2- Minor Mane (Spiked- Masculine)
Penn x2- Armored Scales
To be paid by me in DA points
Stories
A Found Child
“You thought childproofing a house was difficult, try childproofing the underworld. No, Don’t touch the river of death, please stop poking the bloodthirsty demon that just wants to eat you, and has anyone seen my scythe?”
Cel formed outside the earring, looking in all directions. Hades watched her puzzled as she hardly ever materialized without his permission and waited to see what she was doing.
“Cel? Love? What is it?” Hades asked as he stepped towards her and she darted to the door and out into the hall. Hades followed quickly behind her as she sped through the castle and out into the fields.
Hades stumbled down the stairs, trying to keep her in sights as Hermes called out confused, “My lord?”
“Go to the bowl! Tell me if there is anything happening on the surface!” Hades commanded and Hermes sprinted into the castle to check their Soul Bowl.
Hades sprinted through the fields of souls, watching Cel’s light enter the crevice that marked the entrance to the entrance. He whistled and Cerebus made a bridge over the river for him using one of his massive paws. Hades bounded across his paw and startled Charon who was watching him concerned, “My lord, what is happening?”
“I do not know, be prepared if something tries to enter!” Hades commanded as he vanished down into the caves. Charon summoned his armor and stood ready to stop anything that tried to enter the underworld.
Hades struggled to follow Cel’s light as she sped through the cave and into the mortal realm. He found her by the cave entrance, staring off into the distance where there was a great pillar of smoke. He saw it and the felt the wind of Hermes’s bat as he clung to one of his horns. It chirped at him and he pulled the message off its leg.
“A great storm just demolished a town and we are getting a massive influx of souls. Would you like for me to remain here to handle them, my lord?” Hades nodded, wrote a simple message of ‘yes’ and sent the bat back to his master.
“Cel? Stay close to me.” Hades commanded as they began their trek to the demolished town. Hades couldn’t sense anything but death and motioned for Cel to go ahead and check the town. She whisked through and sent up a burst of light near one of the houses.
Hades followed her call and found a tiny viscet child wrapped in a ragged blanket. He reached out to console Cel on her finding but she glowed brightly at him and glared. He looked again and realized that the child’s soul still remained, although weak.
“Cel… We cannot keep him. Come, we will find a home nearby for him. Surely someone must have survived with him.” Hades spoke softly as he turned away from the child. Cel appeared in front of him, her arms crossed as she glared at him and motioned to the child again.
“Cel, we cannot bring him back to the underworld. Who would ever raise a child in a place like that?”
“And leaving him here to starve alone is any better. You know well enough that no one else survived. And the nearest town is a wretched place. He is an orphan now.” Cel hissed and locked her eyes on Hades.
Hades sighed and rubbed his head, thinking, “Fine. Have it your way.”
Hades knelt beside the child, gazing over his injuries and slowly wrapping the blanket around him tighter. He lifted the child in his arms and Cel watched from over his shoulder, a feeling of joy and love radiating from her. The child opened his eyes and looked up at the lord of death with a smile and giggled softly. Cel melted away back into Hades earring, leaving him and the child alone during the journey. With the brisk wind beating at Hades, he pulled the cloak tighter around the little bundle to keep the child from feeling even the slightest breeze of the cold. Once in the caves, Cel glowed in the earring just a bit brighter, to light the cave for the pair as they returned to the underworld.
Charon was handling the mass wave of souls, guiding each to their respective areas when Hades returned. Charon ushered the last group across the river to where they were to wait for judging and returned for Hades.
“Hades? What do you have?” Charon asked, pushing his cloak cowl back and trying to see what Hades held in his arms.
“A child. The only survivor from the village.” Hades unwrapped the child a bit and Charon looked at him shocked.
“But that’s crazy.” Charon spoke and Hades looked up at him in agreement.
“I completely agree, however try telling her that.” At his mention, Cel appeared and gave Charon a look of determination causing him to chuckle.
“I see. Well let me bring you to the castle then my lord.” Charon waved his hand to his boat and Hades nodded, climbing aboard with the child.
As they drifted down the river, the child fell fast asleep, rocked by the motion of the river and boat. Hades watched the child and then looked over the underworld. [i]What was he thinking?[/i]
“You thought childproofing a house was difficult, try childproofing the underworld. No, Don’t touch the river of death, please stop poking the bloodthirsty demon that just wants to eat you, and has anyone seen my scythe?”
Cel formed outside the earring, looking in all directions. Hades watched her puzzled as she hardly ever materialized without his permission and waited to see what she was doing.
“Cel? Love? What is it?” Hades asked as he stepped towards her and she darted to the door and out into the hall. Hades followed quickly behind her as she sped through the castle and out into the fields.
Hades stumbled down the stairs, trying to keep her in sights as Hermes called out confused, “My lord?”
“Go to the bowl! Tell me if there is anything happening on the surface!” Hades commanded and Hermes sprinted into the castle to check their Soul Bowl.
Hades sprinted through the fields of souls, watching Cel’s light enter the crevice that marked the entrance to the entrance. He whistled and Cerebus made a bridge over the river for him using one of his massive paws. Hades bounded across his paw and startled Charon who was watching him concerned, “My lord, what is happening?”
“I do not know, be prepared if something tries to enter!” Hades commanded as he vanished down into the caves. Charon summoned his armor and stood ready to stop anything that tried to enter the underworld.
Hades struggled to follow Cel’s light as she sped through the cave and into the mortal realm. He found her by the cave entrance, staring off into the distance where there was a great pillar of smoke. He saw it and the felt the wind of Hermes’s bat as he clung to one of his horns. It chirped at him and he pulled the message off its leg.
“A great storm just demolished a town and we are getting a massive influx of souls. Would you like for me to remain here to handle them, my lord?” Hades nodded, wrote a simple message of ‘yes’ and sent the bat back to his master.
“Cel? Stay close to me.” Hades commanded as they began their trek to the demolished town. Hades couldn’t sense anything but death and motioned for Cel to go ahead and check the town. She whisked through and sent up a burst of light near one of the houses.
Hades followed her call and found a tiny viscet child wrapped in a ragged blanket. He reached out to console Cel on her finding but she glowed brightly at him and glared. He looked again and realized that the child’s soul still remained, although weak.
“Cel… We cannot keep him. Come, we will find a home nearby for him. Surely someone must have survived with him.” Hades spoke softly as he turned away from the child. Cel appeared in front of him, her arms crossed as she glared at him and motioned to the child again.
“Cel, we cannot bring him back to the underworld. Who would ever raise a child in a place like that?”
“And leaving him here to starve alone is any better. You know well enough that no one else survived. And the nearest town is a wretched place. He is an orphan now.” Cel hissed and locked her eyes on Hades.
Hades sighed and rubbed his head, thinking, “Fine. Have it your way.”
Hades knelt beside the child, gazing over his injuries and slowly wrapping the blanket around him tighter. He lifted the child in his arms and Cel watched from over his shoulder, a feeling of joy and love radiating from her. The child opened his eyes and looked up at the lord of death with a smile and giggled softly. Cel melted away back into Hades earring, leaving him and the child alone during the journey. With the brisk wind beating at Hades, he pulled the cloak tighter around the little bundle to keep the child from feeling even the slightest breeze of the cold. Once in the caves, Cel glowed in the earring just a bit brighter, to light the cave for the pair as they returned to the underworld.
Charon was handling the mass wave of souls, guiding each to their respective areas when Hades returned. Charon ushered the last group across the river to where they were to wait for judging and returned for Hades.
“Hades? What do you have?” Charon asked, pushing his cloak cowl back and trying to see what Hades held in his arms.
“A child. The only survivor from the village.” Hades unwrapped the child a bit and Charon looked at him shocked.
“But that’s crazy.” Charon spoke and Hades looked up at him in agreement.
“I completely agree, however try telling her that.” At his mention, Cel appeared and gave Charon a look of determination causing him to chuckle.
“I see. Well let me bring you to the castle then my lord.” Charon waved his hand to his boat and Hades nodded, climbing aboard with the child.
As they drifted down the river, the child fell fast asleep, rocked by the motion of the river and boat. Hades watched the child and then looked over the underworld. [i]What was he thinking?[/i]
A Lost Boy
“Hermes, have you seen Aiakos?” Hades asked as he saw Hermes passing through the castle.
“Aiakos? No my lord. When did you last see him?” Hermes asked, a wave of concern crossing his face.
“This morning at breakfast. Send a message to Charon, perhaps the boy went there.”
“Of course, Aiakos does enjoy playing with Cerberus.” Hermes scribbled a message to Charon and sent Chirp off with it, “Have you asked the spirits in the kitchen if they have seen him? He often likes to sneak sweets from them when bored.”
“Good idea Hermes, Thank you. Might you go ask the guards out front if they have seen him? I already sent Arae to ask some of the souls in the fields.”
Hermes nodded and rushed to the front of the castle to ask the guards as Hades made his way to the kitchen. None of those spirits had seen him and Hades began to feel anxiety gnawing at his stomach. He searched the rest of the castle, questioning every servant spirit he found and knocking on all the angels’ doors. Still no sign of the child and he raced to the highest tower. He summoned demons to help Arae and the angels search the fields and saw Charon riding Cerberus as they searched the banks of the river. Hades sunk to the ground, holding his head with worry when he heard someone call out.
“MY LORD!” Hades bolted to his feet and looked for the voice, finding it to be Hermes with Arae on his shoulder. Hades raced to join them and found Hermes pointing to the entrance to Tartarus, where one of the more mild demons stood, holding a young viscet in his arms. Hades rushed forward, grabbing the boy and looking for any signs of injuries on him. There were just a few scrapes and Hades heaved a sigh of relief.
The demon bowed its head to the lord of death, “I found him playing on the shores of the river and one of the demons coaxed him to enter Tartarus. I was able to grab him before he entered too far my lord.”
Hades looked at the demon, “Thank you. You will be rewarded for your bravery.”
Hades brushed hair from the boy’s face and looked into his eyes which were full of fear, “Father?”
“Please do not ever do that again. You may be safe among the demons in the underworld but there are many in Tartarus that would enjoy hurting you. Please stay away from there.” Hades asked as he held the boy close.
“Of course father. I am sorry.” Hades carried the boy back to the castle, meeting up with the panicked Hermes, Charon, Arae and Cerberus on the way.
“Hermes, have you seen Aiakos?” Hades asked as he saw Hermes passing through the castle.
“Aiakos? No my lord. When did you last see him?” Hermes asked, a wave of concern crossing his face.
“This morning at breakfast. Send a message to Charon, perhaps the boy went there.”
“Of course, Aiakos does enjoy playing with Cerberus.” Hermes scribbled a message to Charon and sent Chirp off with it, “Have you asked the spirits in the kitchen if they have seen him? He often likes to sneak sweets from them when bored.”
“Good idea Hermes, Thank you. Might you go ask the guards out front if they have seen him? I already sent Arae to ask some of the souls in the fields.”
Hermes nodded and rushed to the front of the castle to ask the guards as Hades made his way to the kitchen. None of those spirits had seen him and Hades began to feel anxiety gnawing at his stomach. He searched the rest of the castle, questioning every servant spirit he found and knocking on all the angels’ doors. Still no sign of the child and he raced to the highest tower. He summoned demons to help Arae and the angels search the fields and saw Charon riding Cerberus as they searched the banks of the river. Hades sunk to the ground, holding his head with worry when he heard someone call out.
“MY LORD!” Hades bolted to his feet and looked for the voice, finding it to be Hermes with Arae on his shoulder. Hades raced to join them and found Hermes pointing to the entrance to Tartarus, where one of the more mild demons stood, holding a young viscet in his arms. Hades rushed forward, grabbing the boy and looking for any signs of injuries on him. There were just a few scrapes and Hades heaved a sigh of relief.
The demon bowed its head to the lord of death, “I found him playing on the shores of the river and one of the demons coaxed him to enter Tartarus. I was able to grab him before he entered too far my lord.”
Hades looked at the demon, “Thank you. You will be rewarded for your bravery.”
Hades brushed hair from the boy’s face and looked into his eyes which were full of fear, “Father?”
“Please do not ever do that again. You may be safe among the demons in the underworld but there are many in Tartarus that would enjoy hurting you. Please stay away from there.” Hades asked as he held the boy close.
“Of course father. I am sorry.” Hades carried the boy back to the castle, meeting up with the panicked Hermes, Charon, Arae and Cerberus on the way.
Halloween
“Father? What is Halloween?” Aiakos asked as he followed his father to the throne room.
“Halloween? Where did you hear of it child?” Hades asked, looking down at the boy.
“Well Hermes was talking about it because he said he loved going into the mortal realm for it. He made it sound like a lot of fun.” Aiakos spoke and Hades smiled at the young face.
“Halloween is a time for spirits to visit from the dead. It was originally called All Hallows Eve and was a time for spirits and demons to return to the mortal realm. Often, children will dress up and go from door to door to collect candy from the mortals. It is a time of tricks and treats and people will carve pumpkins into funny faces to decorate their houses.” Hades explained and saw Aiakos break into a massive smile.
“May I celebrate Halloween too father?” Aiakos asked, looking up at him with a grin.
“I suppose you could.” Hades smiled back, “Me and Hermes could bring you to the nearest mortal village to collect candy if you like.”
“Could we celebrate it here too?” Aiakos laughed widely and Hades smiled.
“Sure. Why don’t you go ask Uncle Hermes to help you with that?” Hades tapped Aiakos’s back and he ran off to find Hermes.
“Uncle Hermes! Father said we could celebrate Halloween here too! He sent me to have you help me!” Aiakos found the viscet with a grin.
“He did? That’s awesome! Come, let’s go and get some of the supplies. First we would need pumpkins, and then perhaps some spider webs, and lights of course! And you will need a costume! And the feast of course!” Hermes began to think.
“Well you can send for Charon to fetch pumpkins and we can carve them once he gets back. The bats and spiders could probably help us decorate the castle and oh, maybe fireflies could be the lights!” Aiakos suggested.
Hermes smiled at the child, “That sounds perfect. Why don’t you run along and tell the kitchen spirits your plans for a Halloween feast while I inform Charon?”
Aiakos did as he asked before meeting up with him on the front steps of the castle where he was guiding the bats and spiders to help with decorations. Aiakos watched with a smile when they created webs and hung black and orange banners through the castle. A whistle drew Aiakos to look at the river where Charon guided a boat filled with pumpkins, Cerebus followed on the bank pulling a massive sled piled high with even more. Aiakos bounced with excitement and rushed to help the servants unload the boat and sled, bringing the pumpkins to the dining hall to be carved later on. As he brought the last pumpkin in, he saw hordes of fireflies being directed into the castle and soon it was flooded with the orange glow of fireflies.
Aiakos called for the angels and servants to gather in the dining hall and each of them was given a pumpkin to carve to their enjoyment. Some of them created carvings so intricate that Aiakos was thrilled, and others just carved a simple jack-o-lantern face. Having gotten inspired by others, Aiakos picked his own pumpkin and began his carving. He picked to carve a jack-o-lantern face and laughed as Charon accidentally broke part of his pumpkin as he attempted to carve his own.
Hermes decided to do a representation of a bat in his pumpkin and Charon had tried to create a scene of a boat on a river, but broke off part of the boat so it was a little misshapen. Even Hades made an appearance to see how things were going and carved a scythe into a pumpkin of his own, mostly to see Aiakos smile at the slightly distorted carving.
Aiakos helped decorate the castle with the pumpkins and then found Hermes, “Uncle Hermes, What should I dress up as?”
Hermes considered it for a minute and then shrugged, “Well the kids on the surface usually dress up as their favorite character or person from a book or movie. Or they could be something generic like a devil, angel or animal.”
Aiakos thought about it for a moment, “Do you think I could dress up as one of you?”
“One of us?” Hermes asked curiously.
“Yes, you, Uncle Charon or father.” Aiakos asked and Hermes smiled at the boy.
“Why don’t you dress up as your father? I can help you make the costume if you would like. I am sure Charon would too.” Hermes looked at the boy who had excitement all over his face.
They went to Charon together and worked on the costume using spare fabric and occasionally some parts from the surface. Hermes was able to collect some leather from a local town and helped dye it black and form it into pieces of armor for the child to wear that would be much lighter than the dark metal it was actually made of. The cloak was made of some scrap fabric that was layered over the armor and then came the scythe. Charon wrapped a stick with some of the black leather to make the handle and then found some white cord to wrap on it as well, trying to match Hades’s actual scythe as closely as he could. For the blade, he formed it from a piece of slate so that it was lighter in weight, and of course not as sharp, as the real thing. He then set to carving the stick into the proper shape of the scythe’s handle. Once it was finished, Aiakos held it tightly and looked at the armor and cloak. He looked up at the pair with a smile and they both smiled back at him.
He then frowned, “what about Dad’s earring?”
The pair laughed a bit and then Charon set to work making little stone replicas of Hades's earrings. Hermes found an old vine and wove it into the shape of Hades crown for the child. Once finished, they styled his hair using some black grease and helped him into the armor and cloak. Hermes pulled on his own “costume” of the messenger god, and Charon pulled on his own cloak to become the ferryman. They then went to find Hades to see if he was ready to venture up to the surface and to surprise him with Aiakos’s costume.
Hades smiled at the trio and then realized what Aiakos was dressed as and blushed, “Oh you look amazing. I am honored my son.”
Hades scooped Aiakos up in a hug and then handed him a bag to collect candy in. Hades changed into his own “costume” and walked out of the underworld with Charon and Hermes to take Aiakos trick-or-treating.
Watching Aiakos mingle with other kids as his bag became heavy with candy as he rushed from door to door to trick-or-treat made Hades smile happily. Once he was done, the trio brought him back to the underworld, carrying heavy bags of candy to return back to the underworld. Once there, Aiakos proceeded to knock on each of the angel’s doors to offer them candy in a reverse trick-or-treating method. He spread out most of his candy among the angels and then everyone went to come together in the dining hall for the feast.
“Father? What is Halloween?” Aiakos asked as he followed his father to the throne room.
“Halloween? Where did you hear of it child?” Hades asked, looking down at the boy.
“Well Hermes was talking about it because he said he loved going into the mortal realm for it. He made it sound like a lot of fun.” Aiakos spoke and Hades smiled at the young face.
“Halloween is a time for spirits to visit from the dead. It was originally called All Hallows Eve and was a time for spirits and demons to return to the mortal realm. Often, children will dress up and go from door to door to collect candy from the mortals. It is a time of tricks and treats and people will carve pumpkins into funny faces to decorate their houses.” Hades explained and saw Aiakos break into a massive smile.
“May I celebrate Halloween too father?” Aiakos asked, looking up at him with a grin.
“I suppose you could.” Hades smiled back, “Me and Hermes could bring you to the nearest mortal village to collect candy if you like.”
“Could we celebrate it here too?” Aiakos laughed widely and Hades smiled.
“Sure. Why don’t you go ask Uncle Hermes to help you with that?” Hades tapped Aiakos’s back and he ran off to find Hermes.
“Uncle Hermes! Father said we could celebrate Halloween here too! He sent me to have you help me!” Aiakos found the viscet with a grin.
“He did? That’s awesome! Come, let’s go and get some of the supplies. First we would need pumpkins, and then perhaps some spider webs, and lights of course! And you will need a costume! And the feast of course!” Hermes began to think.
“Well you can send for Charon to fetch pumpkins and we can carve them once he gets back. The bats and spiders could probably help us decorate the castle and oh, maybe fireflies could be the lights!” Aiakos suggested.
Hermes smiled at the child, “That sounds perfect. Why don’t you run along and tell the kitchen spirits your plans for a Halloween feast while I inform Charon?”
Aiakos did as he asked before meeting up with him on the front steps of the castle where he was guiding the bats and spiders to help with decorations. Aiakos watched with a smile when they created webs and hung black and orange banners through the castle. A whistle drew Aiakos to look at the river where Charon guided a boat filled with pumpkins, Cerebus followed on the bank pulling a massive sled piled high with even more. Aiakos bounced with excitement and rushed to help the servants unload the boat and sled, bringing the pumpkins to the dining hall to be carved later on. As he brought the last pumpkin in, he saw hordes of fireflies being directed into the castle and soon it was flooded with the orange glow of fireflies.
Aiakos called for the angels and servants to gather in the dining hall and each of them was given a pumpkin to carve to their enjoyment. Some of them created carvings so intricate that Aiakos was thrilled, and others just carved a simple jack-o-lantern face. Having gotten inspired by others, Aiakos picked his own pumpkin and began his carving. He picked to carve a jack-o-lantern face and laughed as Charon accidentally broke part of his pumpkin as he attempted to carve his own.
Hermes decided to do a representation of a bat in his pumpkin and Charon had tried to create a scene of a boat on a river, but broke off part of the boat so it was a little misshapen. Even Hades made an appearance to see how things were going and carved a scythe into a pumpkin of his own, mostly to see Aiakos smile at the slightly distorted carving.
Aiakos helped decorate the castle with the pumpkins and then found Hermes, “Uncle Hermes, What should I dress up as?”
Hermes considered it for a minute and then shrugged, “Well the kids on the surface usually dress up as their favorite character or person from a book or movie. Or they could be something generic like a devil, angel or animal.”
Aiakos thought about it for a moment, “Do you think I could dress up as one of you?”
“One of us?” Hermes asked curiously.
“Yes, you, Uncle Charon or father.” Aiakos asked and Hermes smiled at the boy.
“Why don’t you dress up as your father? I can help you make the costume if you would like. I am sure Charon would too.” Hermes looked at the boy who had excitement all over his face.
They went to Charon together and worked on the costume using spare fabric and occasionally some parts from the surface. Hermes was able to collect some leather from a local town and helped dye it black and form it into pieces of armor for the child to wear that would be much lighter than the dark metal it was actually made of. The cloak was made of some scrap fabric that was layered over the armor and then came the scythe. Charon wrapped a stick with some of the black leather to make the handle and then found some white cord to wrap on it as well, trying to match Hades’s actual scythe as closely as he could. For the blade, he formed it from a piece of slate so that it was lighter in weight, and of course not as sharp, as the real thing. He then set to carving the stick into the proper shape of the scythe’s handle. Once it was finished, Aiakos held it tightly and looked at the armor and cloak. He looked up at the pair with a smile and they both smiled back at him.
He then frowned, “what about Dad’s earring?”
The pair laughed a bit and then Charon set to work making little stone replicas of Hades's earrings. Hermes found an old vine and wove it into the shape of Hades crown for the child. Once finished, they styled his hair using some black grease and helped him into the armor and cloak. Hermes pulled on his own “costume” of the messenger god, and Charon pulled on his own cloak to become the ferryman. They then went to find Hades to see if he was ready to venture up to the surface and to surprise him with Aiakos’s costume.
Hades smiled at the trio and then realized what Aiakos was dressed as and blushed, “Oh you look amazing. I am honored my son.”
Hades scooped Aiakos up in a hug and then handed him a bag to collect candy in. Hades changed into his own “costume” and walked out of the underworld with Charon and Hermes to take Aiakos trick-or-treating.
Watching Aiakos mingle with other kids as his bag became heavy with candy as he rushed from door to door to trick-or-treat made Hades smile happily. Once he was done, the trio brought him back to the underworld, carrying heavy bags of candy to return back to the underworld. Once there, Aiakos proceeded to knock on each of the angel’s doors to offer them candy in a reverse trick-or-treating method. He spread out most of his candy among the angels and then everyone went to come together in the dining hall for the feast.
Orthrus
Orthrus is the brother of Cerberus and is committed to guarding Aiakos as commanded by Hades. Aiakos can summon him to him if needed during battle or if Orthrus feels Aiakos is in danger. Hades tasked Othrus with Aiakos after the battle with the Shadow demon after seeing how injured Aiakos got.
Orthrus guards the castle in the underworld when he is not defending Aiakos and can shift into the shape of a mortal shepherd like dog if needed. He rarely does and remains in the underworld for much of the time.
He is not aggressive or vicious outside of fighting and is basically a large guard dog for the boy.
Orthrus guards the castle in the underworld when he is not defending Aiakos and can shift into the shape of a mortal shepherd like dog if needed. He rarely does and remains in the underworld for much of the time.
He is not aggressive or vicious outside of fighting and is basically a large guard dog for the boy.