Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-27226023-20150808034224

Lazarus hissed loudly as the door electrecuted her upon contact.

Then one of the piglets spoke.

"Who the fairy godmother are you?"

It was the beastie. Disrespectful little tartlet addressing her like Lazarus couldn't gut her and rip those pretty eyes from their sockets within a matter of seconds.

Lazarus cracked her knuckles with anticipation, feeling the excitement from the first contact she had in years. Such luck to have victims already standing before her. Youthful meat too! The overlord would be pleased.

"Which one of you little dinks locked this bloody door?" Lazarus demanded, her voice icy and her eyes shining like glacier water. Not that it mattered given the lovely sized hole in the wall where the overlord once stood. More so it had something to do with principal. How dare someone taint the sacredness of what was once the coven's headquarters with their own touch of magic. That magic, had in some way been a marking of territory. Now someone had claimed it as their own.

Lazarus was wanting to know which one it was so she knew who to go after first. That way she could torture the culprit in front of the other brutally before killing them too. It would be quite the wonderful show.