Ragnar was sitting at home, relaxing when he was told by one of the many spies and job brokers of the guild he was slowly becoming accustomed to, the Sentinel Syndicate, that there was someone in the city to the south called Hosenka which should have someone that is willing to loan him the money he needs to continue his current plans to become closer to his Lord. As Ragnar got up and left the high mountain peak, he went to an empty place where said a word that caused a thunder crack to happen as a beast from a different world ripped into this one. Ragnar got on his Juggernaut and rode towards the location.

As he rode in on his Juggernaut, a beast that was as big and wide as a water buffalo while being far heavier. The horn on his head was a single one, forming a T shape on it, though on top of the flat of that T were large spikes, where it appeared skulls had been placed. It's appeared to be closer to a massive dog in shape and size, it's mouth appeared to be big enough to bite a man's head off with room to spare, its teeth looked like shortswords. From a distance color of the fur of the beast looked a dirty brass only as it got closer would people realize that it was not the color of the fur, it was armor. Sheets of Brass covered armor covered every inch of this beast and it didn't seem to slow it down at all in any way. The chains that were used to 'control' this beast was attached to a massive spiked collar around its neck. As it approached and slowly came to a stop, small gaps in the armor showed something possibly more terrible. This beast had no skin, it appeared to be made of machinery and parts mixed together with a living beast.

Ragnar moved very very quickly on this mount, easily cutting his time he had to spend riding in half or more and the amount of sound that came off this beast as he road made it very clear to the bandits in this area of the world that he was not to be messed with though even though who choose to ignore the noise when they caught sight of Ragnar and his mount they did decided to find easier prey which was for the best for them.

As Ragnar rode towards the south his only thought was how this was the first step to becoming an avatar of his lord.