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 Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 12:53 pm
This is a private RP between my Hellmaster Phibrizzo and Yseult. No posting or I'll let them kill whatever you post with and then you. They are kalona after all.  
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 12:55 pm
Yseult wasn’t sure when it had happened but she had lost the pair she was meant to be hunting down. They had been smart from the very beginning; they had kept to narrow paths that would make her larger size more cumbersome. She had been forced to follow them by tracks and she was no tracker. The clawed stallion’s marks were unusual and she had an easy enough time spotting them while they were in the jungle but the moment they entered the swamp it became useless. It seemed all the other clawed beasts in the swamps were hell bent on making her life difficult. Yseult lost the tracks of the pair a clean dozen times before she came out on the other side of the marsh. At that time she had been ready to give up and return to the jungle. She had rested for a night and in the morning she spread her wings and took to the air only to catch sight of the two exiting the swamp from a place further west than she had been. Again she had taken chase, hounding them like a half-starved mutt and this time they did not have the soggy ground and sodden swamp creatures to aid their escape.
For miles and miles she had followed the two through the trees and clear spaces of the forest feeling that she was gaining on the for sure. She knew from her travels with Zelcion that she was coming upon the plains and they would have nowhere to hide out there. When she broke from the cover of the trees she was certain that she would spot them running away in the distance but all she could see were a few simple-minded unicorns dancing about on the crest of a low hill. Thinking that surely she had just missed them, like before, she decided to take the hunt to the sky once again. Once she was riding the wind she circled like an eagle scouting for her prey. She saw nothing of them. For days she had done this but they never turned up. Yseult had retreated back into the woods to look for signs of them taking shelter there but her efforts provided no fruits.
Yseult had been furious. It had been a simple hunt. She had never failed such a simple hunt before and she knew that she would have to face the consequences. She had taken her time in returning to the jungle wondering the entire time if it would have been more beneficial to just never return. The closer she got to the jungle the more she hesitated. What good would going back do her? She would be scolded at the best and punished or even killed at the worst. Yseult stared at the land that stretched out before her, another few days and she’d be on the doorstep of the mazoku. She hadn’t a clue what had led to this decision but instead of heading on Yseult turned around. She was done.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 1:22 pm
Ever since their awakening things had been looking up for the mazoku lords. They had a handful of loyal servants, courtesy of Xelloss spawning, searches were going on for the other missing, valuable lords, and their Lord Shabranigdu had been revived in the body of the Red Priest. Much of the world had forgotten their existence and few knew what real terror was anymore but Phibrizzo was confident that they were well on their way to remedying that. Xelloss had been hard at work recently spreading chaos throughout the land. So far it had only been in small doses but recently he had taken charge of an effort to rid themselves of a pest of a mare who had the audacity to think that she could stand against them. Phibrizzo himself was en route to make sure that everything went smoothly. Xelloss would do what he wanted and then Phibrizzo would take matters into his charge. He should have killed her before she grew to be a thorn in their sides but that was in the past now and he had a bloody future to look forward too.
He hummed quietly, contentedly to himself as he strolled through the forest and into the jungle in his full size. The terrain was beginning to shift and Phibrizzo knew he was approaching the swamp. He had been expecting this and had been conserving energy so that he might fly through the place in his small form. What he had not been expecting was to see the b***h of a mare that Zelcion had taken under his wing as a foal. He gave her a quick once over from where he stood to the side in the shadow. She had been sent to complete a simple task of killing a pair of spies yet she did not hold herself like she had been victorious. Phibrizzo’s eyes narrowed as he watched the mare and knew that she had failed. Failure was simple intolerable but he would leave punishing her to Zelcion. As soon as Xelloss returned with his offspring Phibrizzo would issue the order to Xelloss’s youngest and make absolutely certain that he did a proper job. It would be a good lesson for everyone and quite a bit of fun for him.
As he moved out of the shadow to order the mare back to their base of operations she turned away. Phibrizzo’s wings flickered dangerously and he strolled into the open. “Did you forget something?” He called casually in the disturbingly innocent voice that only he could possess. Phibrizzo smiled at Yseult like a child might at their favorite toy. “I should let you know, there is a right answer here.” His tail coiled loosely around his leg like a snake. It was a false display of ease and any who knew the mazoku lord knew that the second it took too uncoil his tail and strike was not enough of an advantage to test him. Those that didn’t know him were often dead before they even realized that he had moved.
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 10:50 am
Yseult would have sworn, backwards and forwards, that the instant Phibrizzo spoke her heart stopped. She was dead for a time and as she turned to face the blue stallion she know that she was looking at her reaper. This was not supposed to happen. Phibrizzo rarely saw it fit to dirty his own hooves with needless leg work. He almost never strayed from their center of command so to say that he was the last creature Yseult had expected to see was no exaggeration. He was also the last creature that Yseult wanted to see. She did her best to keep calm even when faced with the clear threat. There had been a time when she had dismissed Hellmaster Phibrizzo as disgusting and useless half-breed. Then she had seen him fight and it had been like some spirit, dark in nature, had taken on soquili form to haunt and terrorize the living world. Now Yseult knew better than to underestimate him which prompted her to lie openly.
“I thought I smelled a rabbit.” She answered keeping the trembling of her heart out of her voice. He scared her. She was a fierce warrior but the small, sadistic, and often childlike stallion terrified her like nothing else on the planet. “I was wrong.” She met Phibrizzo’s eyes and held his gaze steadily. She was well aware that he would know the lie. She only hoped that he wouldn’t care. If he did then Phibrizzo would attack. If Phibrizzo attacked then she would run, just like those spies that she had chased. She would run and hope that he never caught her.
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 11:30 am
Phibrizzo observed the mare carefully. There was fear in her, he could practically feel it radiating off of her like heat off a stone in the summer. Good. She was right to be scared. It meant that Yseult understood the position she was in perfectly. He listened to her little lie in good humor and even laughed a small amount. She had given him an answer that was appropriate enough. It was a stupid excuse but then, she was a stupid mare. She wasn’t mazoku, only a servant of them and that made her expendable.
“A rabbit?” He laughed. “Are you sure you haven’t just picked up your own smell? I think you’ll find it’s very rabbit-like.” Phibrizzo grinned at Yseult and trotted forward preparing to continue along his way. He’d made his point and he really couldn’t afford to waste too much time on Zelcion’s ridiculous underling. He paused as he came within inches of her.
“Oooh, I almost forgot!” He said in a cheerful, songlike intonation before striking at her with the spade of his tail. Phibrizzo felt it cut shallowly into the flesh just below Yseult’s wing. He examined the damage casually and nodded his head approvingly at the thin trail of red that appeared. It wouldn’t kill her but it would serve as a reminder for a few days at least. “I assume that you smelled a rabbit because of your failure with such a simple mission. Consider this a mark of things to come. I’ll be sending Zelcion to deal with you once he has completed his work.” As Phibrizzo spoke, he let the sharp end of his tail wander idly over Yseult’s throat to make sure she fully understood the situation she was in.
Phibrizzo withdrew his tail and continued on his way calling back, “And Yseult, you had better be where you can be easily found when I send Zelcion to you. If not…well, we’ll just have a bit more fun when you are found. I might even invite Xelloss to join. He has a very nice way with shallow cuts.” Members of the mazoku simply could not be allowed to leave the mazoku. It set such a bad example for them all. Only weakling herds let their members wander freely and the mazoku were so much better than all of that. They were still small in number but that would change especially if Zelcion had anything to do with it. Phibrizzo suspected that it had to do with Othelia only being half-mazoku. It seemed to have brought out the more natural desires in her offspring. If it meant getting more servants and underlings he was fine with that.
The mazoku lord laughed almost hysterically as he made his way through the jungle and into the swamp. Zelcion had just given him a beautiful idea and he would never even know it.
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 11:48 am
Yseult bit her tongue as Phibrizzo pointed out her own cowardice. Any other time she would have killed her accuser to prove them wrong. It made her shake in fury and only stopped when Phibrizzo came close enough that he might see it and mistake it for fear. A quick blow to her shoulder got her shaking again as she fought back the urge to cry out and glare at her lord. She did not even try to keep the happy thoughts of Phibrizzo falling over dead for no reason out of her head. Those thoughts were perhaps the only thing that kept her from striking back. Well those and the knowledge that she would likely die if she did so.
She had been right. She was to be punished for failing and for thinking to leave from the way things sounded. If she left she would be beaten and then left to die if she understood Phibrizzo properly. Yseult turned her head slightly to glower at Phibrizzo’s back. She was being left with the same decision that she had been facing down before Phibrizzo’s unexpected arrival. Stay and be punished or go and be hunted. Yseult snorted bitterly. She never should have left her mountain.
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