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Minotaur (Emperor Nero & Aise)
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Cerulean blue eyes stared rebelliously up at the group of robed men, the girls lips curled upwards mockingly while her tail flickered playfully from side to side. While she may have looked human from a distance, the pair of canine ears perched atop her head easily distinguished her from the dominant race of the kingdom. If one were to ignore those two significant traits of hers they might have labelled her an attractive young woman, but her animal-like features were more than enough for society to label her an abomination of nature. A rather ironic label considering how the girls kind maintained their shamanistic ways, valuing the connection to the earth and wilderness that mankind had long since cast away.
Her ears flickered. Picking up the hushed whispers that came from the crowd of spectators off to the side. Calling her savage, untameable and uncivilized. The comments causing her to scoff and turn her head, giving the crowd a smile and a quick wink. The slanderous terms were more complimentary to her that anything else they could have said to her, savage meant she was strong, and untameable meant she was proudly different. As for uncivilized, she didn’t quite agree there, but if being civilized meant holing up in concrete buildings she’d gladly forfeit such a petty status.
Yawning loudly as the panel of elderly men finally started to sentence her for her crimes, she raised a curious eyebrow when she heard a few false accusations thrown into the list of offences. She had no qualms with being accused of trying to attempt the boastful prick of a prince, and trespassing was a no-brainer considering how her kind were required to hold a permit before entering any human settlement. But she definitely hadn’t abducted any children, or cannibalized any women. The final accusation was that she’d attempted to biologically terrorize the populace by seducing several men and spreading some sort of disease. Which… she couldn’t deny completely due to the comments and actions she’d taken thus far. But she would never consider ever sleeping with the tail-less apes of humanity.
“Guilty, guilty and guilty. Are we done yet?” Lysha asked mockingly, reading out her own sentence before the judge could finish his sentence.
“Haven’t you got anything better to do? Not to be offensive or anything but if you keep speaking to me in that droning voice of yours I might die before you finish sending me to you magical playground” the wolf girl laughed, earning a few more gasps from the crowd. Insulting a member of the elder council itself was worthy of the death penalty, and sure enough slander was quickly added to her list of crimes, though it wasn’t like it mattered, she was being sentenced to the heaviest crime in the land anyway. The labyrinth; an impossible maze of solitary confinement, victims were forced to wander aimlessly eternally within the magical pocket dimension where time itself had been frozen so that the world inhabitants would never age, fall ill or even get hungry. The dreary scenery, and aimless journey often resulted in the criminals sent there taking their own lives, fearing that a much more gruesome death awaited them if they were unfortunate enough to come across the lord of the labyrinth, a hulking monstrosity often likened to the mythological demons of old. Lysha however wouldn’t have it any other way, especially since she’d intentionally committed her primary crime in hopes of being sentenced to the labyrinth. Had she not willingly given herself up, the clunky tin men brandishing sharp blades of steel would never have managed to catch her.
“Mmh-mm?” she murmured out, realizing how the old fogey had finally stopped yapping. Speaking of tin men, one of them were walking over towards her now, the unarmed man wearing a malicious grin on his hairy face as he undid the cuffs that bound Lysha. Steel gauntlets immediately tried to grab her by the soldier, but the wolf girl knocked the hand away and dodged aside easily, startling everyone in the crowd just as a group of wizards and sorcerers finished conjuring up a swirling pit of darkness in the ground where she’d been standing. The man too jumped away, panic in his eyes as he narrowly escaped certain death. The rebellious act caused a few of the other guards to unsheathe their swords, but before they could rush her and force her down the magical vortex, Lysha stepped right into it, smirking arrogantly as she saluted the crowd.
“You’ve been a great audience, really. But I really must get going… bye no-“ she started, only to have her last word cut off. Her existence wipe cleanly off the face of the planet.
Her ears flickered. Picking up the hushed whispers that came from the crowd of spectators off to the side. Calling her savage, untameable and uncivilized. The comments causing her to scoff and turn her head, giving the crowd a smile and a quick wink. The slanderous terms were more complimentary to her that anything else they could have said to her, savage meant she was strong, and untameable meant she was proudly different. As for uncivilized, she didn’t quite agree there, but if being civilized meant holing up in concrete buildings she’d gladly forfeit such a petty status.
Yawning loudly as the panel of elderly men finally started to sentence her for her crimes, she raised a curious eyebrow when she heard a few false accusations thrown into the list of offences. She had no qualms with being accused of trying to attempt the boastful prick of a prince, and trespassing was a no-brainer considering how her kind were required to hold a permit before entering any human settlement. But she definitely hadn’t abducted any children, or cannibalized any women. The final accusation was that she’d attempted to biologically terrorize the populace by seducing several men and spreading some sort of disease. Which… she couldn’t deny completely due to the comments and actions she’d taken thus far. But she would never consider ever sleeping with the tail-less apes of humanity.
“Guilty, guilty and guilty. Are we done yet?” Lysha asked mockingly, reading out her own sentence before the judge could finish his sentence.
“Haven’t you got anything better to do? Not to be offensive or anything but if you keep speaking to me in that droning voice of yours I might die before you finish sending me to you magical playground” the wolf girl laughed, earning a few more gasps from the crowd. Insulting a member of the elder council itself was worthy of the death penalty, and sure enough slander was quickly added to her list of crimes, though it wasn’t like it mattered, she was being sentenced to the heaviest crime in the land anyway. The labyrinth; an impossible maze of solitary confinement, victims were forced to wander aimlessly eternally within the magical pocket dimension where time itself had been frozen so that the world inhabitants would never age, fall ill or even get hungry. The dreary scenery, and aimless journey often resulted in the criminals sent there taking their own lives, fearing that a much more gruesome death awaited them if they were unfortunate enough to come across the lord of the labyrinth, a hulking monstrosity often likened to the mythological demons of old. Lysha however wouldn’t have it any other way, especially since she’d intentionally committed her primary crime in hopes of being sentenced to the labyrinth. Had she not willingly given herself up, the clunky tin men brandishing sharp blades of steel would never have managed to catch her.
“Mmh-mm?” she murmured out, realizing how the old fogey had finally stopped yapping. Speaking of tin men, one of them were walking over towards her now, the unarmed man wearing a malicious grin on his hairy face as he undid the cuffs that bound Lysha. Steel gauntlets immediately tried to grab her by the soldier, but the wolf girl knocked the hand away and dodged aside easily, startling everyone in the crowd just as a group of wizards and sorcerers finished conjuring up a swirling pit of darkness in the ground where she’d been standing. The man too jumped away, panic in his eyes as he narrowly escaped certain death. The rebellious act caused a few of the other guards to unsheathe their swords, but before they could rush her and force her down the magical vortex, Lysha stepped right into it, smirking arrogantly as she saluted the crowd.
“You’ve been a great audience, really. But I really must get going… bye no-“ she started, only to have her last word cut off. Her existence wipe cleanly off the face of the planet.
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The minotaur was a beast of immeasurable strength, standing at seven feet tall, broad and huge, muscles under dark skin, ugly horned head mounted on broad shoulders. He wore only a fabric loincloth, stained with the blood and fluids of previous victims. And now a rumble ran through his labyrinth, indicating the arrival of new prey. he could already smell the creature.
Mm... His nostrils flared, drawing in long breaths. Delicious. Young, lovely... not big, but succulent...
He began to move in his central room, the circle that all the rest of the maze spiraled out around. only he knew the way through the maze perfectly, and be slowly stood, reaching for a bone to use as a club. He stood and stretched upward, bellowing his dominance loudly, echoing through the hallways. He began to lumber through the halls, moving toward the source of the scent. Creatures in the maze satisfied one or both of his primary desires- lust and hunger. No other emotions or sensations ran through the hot blood of the monster, and he could smell this one. She was going to scream wonderfully, and he could not wait to have her tiny body in his grasp.
(I'm sorry it's late and short!)
Mm... His nostrils flared, drawing in long breaths. Delicious. Young, lovely... not big, but succulent...
He began to move in his central room, the circle that all the rest of the maze spiraled out around. only he knew the way through the maze perfectly, and be slowly stood, reaching for a bone to use as a club. He stood and stretched upward, bellowing his dominance loudly, echoing through the hallways. He began to lumber through the halls, moving toward the source of the scent. Creatures in the maze satisfied one or both of his primary desires- lust and hunger. No other emotions or sensations ran through the hot blood of the monster, and he could smell this one. She was going to scream wonderfully, and he could not wait to have her tiny body in his grasp.
(I'm sorry it's late and short!)