Isuelt had set out directly from the Governor's office, without haste. The heat of the day was beginning and the hurried pace of Isuelt's horse provided little relief with a breeze from its speed. The Scathachian was pushing her steed full throttle to Blood House Onyx. Swinging her long legs from her horse, she landed at the northernmost property on the Northwest cliffs.
Bad news was never something that got better with deference. And while this news was little less than complete, it was bad enough already. After the events of the Fine Arts Festival's closing Fairy Tale Costume Party, Isuelt's mood had soured considerably. While most of her Sisters and most of her friends had judged that was mostly due to the biohazard explosion from a girl who was dressed as Little Red Ridinghood, only a few others knew what really had this Scathachian on edge. Governor Helston was one of them. And it was her business that Isuelt was on right now.
"I am requesting to see Lady Belial, please," the statuesque Scathachian announced as the front door was opened to reveal a formidable looking set of guards. "Isuelt DeRomiano, of the Scathachian Nation." She was regaining the slowed pace of her breathing as she smoothly inhaled, readying herself mentally for the conversation she was about to have. "I am here on the behalf of Governor Fionna Helston."
Bad news was never something that got better with deference. And while this news was little less than complete, it was bad enough already. After the events of the Fine Arts Festival's closing Fairy Tale Costume Party, Isuelt's mood had soured considerably. While most of her Sisters and most of her friends had judged that was mostly due to the biohazard explosion from a girl who was dressed as Little Red Ridinghood, only a few others knew what really had this Scathachian on edge. Governor Helston was one of them. And it was her business that Isuelt was on right now.
"I am requesting to see Lady Belial, please," the statuesque Scathachian announced as the front door was opened to reveal a formidable looking set of guards. "Isuelt DeRomiano, of the Scathachian Nation." She was regaining the slowed pace of her breathing as she smoothly inhaled, readying herself mentally for the conversation she was about to have. "I am here on the behalf of Governor Fionna Helston."