The Lost Islands
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Mazikeen
the hellfire queen
None
the king consort
None
the second in command
Vána
the populace
None
the second's herd
Mazikina - Orthon - Warcrime
the progeny
None
the second's spawn
Lucifer of the Dunes
Marceline of the Hills
the allies
None of nowhere
the adversaries
the rules
  1. Make friends with our allies, wreak havoc on our enemies.
  2. The co- and sub-lead positions may be challenged for by any member of the herd.
  3. Hover over names & ranks for additional information.
You’re playing my game now.

LUCIFER
stallion | 18hhs | black | Faithless Demon


Watching her from where he had his head tilted, Lucifer noted a few things. One, her anger made that darkness giggle in his mind. Two, she couldn't even realize that after Tefnut, he had laid his sword down. It wasn't time to raise it again, but when he came for her the next time, it wasn't a sword he would be wielding. No… the demon would be coming with something far worse than a dual edged blade and lashing words.

Flicking one ear and listening to her words, the stallion laughed himself as she turned her back on him. His sides heaved with the laughing breaths as his head shook back and forth slowly. She didn't know him, not even the slightest bit. He might care about his children, a few of them, but they would never actually stop him.

“One of us will die before either give Nyimara. Your second in command faced me for a long time before I fully dethroned him. I could easily do the same to you with coming to your borders season after season. It might not affect you the same way as your tender hearted Helios, but after a while a horse can only handle so much before they caved because the ones they care about continue to be stolen.” Letting his words end, the onyx man watched the silver haired woman before he flashed his teeth, crimson eyes brightening.

“Come for my herd, my foals, whatever and kill them. That won't ever stop me from coming at you. I've done far worse.” He had faked the death of Tefnut when she was a foal. He had killed his own mother. He wasn't done with his forward momentum on one thing. “You can try to break me, but the devil himself never stops.” Lucifer wasn't named because of the belief in angels or gods. He was Lucifer incarnate, locked in an equine body without the ability to do what the tales and history spoke of. “See past your petty ego Nyimara. You'll only end up bleached bones that will hold no lasting memory in anyone's mind years from now.” Licking his lips, the stallion shifted his own hooves, turning towards his home. “Maybe quit stepping on everyone else to get where you want. It's less stupidity for you to carry when you realize no one actually respects you the moment you die.”





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