A Deadly Mistake

You stare at the broken mirror Shattered reflections of the past I think we may be standing in the same Shadows that have been cast Zariah had plans in the works. The Launceleyn Family had sat idle too long in this new world, and now it was time for them to come out and play. She had seen enough of what this world had to offer and had been left unimpressed. Now it was simply a matter of growing, changing, evolving - becoming all that they had been bred to be in a world that was dreadfully unprepared for the strength of their will and might. They had been stunted though. Their magic had been pulled back to almost nothing comparatively. But that wouldn't last forever. It was just a matter of time, playing their cards right, seeing what they might take advantage of and use for their favor. But she was itching to get started. It left her pacing and wandering, and led her down to the Underground. Perhaps here she might find things on which to let off some of her impatience. Looking around, she noticed a Bloatbeetle having crawled into the shade and out of the blazing LongHeart sun. Poor little Bloatbeetle...her lips curled in a vicious smirk. Concentrating on the flame in the lantern she had brought, she carefully manipulated it to follow the poor creature that had the misfortune of coming into her path today. She knew full well that the heat might kill it - but she didn't care. It would be fun, and a good training opportunity. ZARIAH

Pissed off would be the understatement of the fucking millennia to describe what Mara was feeling at the moment. She was weak. Weak! It was absolutely disgusting. Gods, she had been an empress, respected and feared as a legend across six kingdoms, and yet, here she was. Some unknown world where her magic was gone, her power was gone, and her fucking patience was completely gone. Hells, she was one of the best damn assassins in the world and even that was gone, as she felt slower here, more predictable in combat and sometimes behavior. The woman stalked towards the Underground, her red cloak trailing at her heels, as she moved with a stare of pure ice. Oh, fucking wonderful. It seemed that she couldn’t even be alone in her misery, as she watched a girl make fire chase after a little creature. “Enjoy harassing little creatures?” She spat, a harsh frown on her face. She wasn’t really thinking today. The heat was getting to her head, having hailed from somewhere much colder. Either way, it wasn’t a good day to catch the woman on. Mara Build an Empire Leave a Legacy

You stare at the broken mirror Shattered reflections of the past I think we may be standing in the same Shadows that have been cast "Enjoy harassing little creatures?" The voice alone irked her. Not so much what was said, but the tone. Zariah could smell entitlement a mile away. When it was deserved, she had no issue with it. But when it wasn't? It was sickening. Slowly she turned, blank stare landing on the blonde woman, who seemed far too pretty to have any sense in her brain. Pity. "Perhaps." she said quietly, turning away from the woman again. Briefly she continued to harass the poor oversized beetle. But then a dark and dangerous thought slowly wormed its way into the back of her mind. It really had been quite a long time since she had done anything she had been raised to do. Sure, she had been leading the family in her quiet way, taking her time to really judge their situation. But a family head was her most recent training. No, a Launceleyn was made to defend. To fight. To kill. She turned back to the woman, allowing the beetle to slowly find a safer place to be in the shadows. There was much more interesting things to play with now. "You're awfully pretty to be walking around a place like this. Meeting a lover? Or have you silly thoughts of adventurous grandeur playing in your mind?" Zariah asked quietly, watching her like a cat watching a mouse. ZARIAH