Recent content by Mathalla

A lingering question remained floating within her mind. Why did her father care so much? What was he doing with all these mortal souls? And most importantly, she couldn't help but wonder what she could do with them if she tried. Though her attentions were instantly turned as Itch begged her...

Mathalla followed Rhenn along the rooftops like a shadow. She seemed to slip out of syn with him, but never missed a step. Keeping at his leisurely pace, and yet seeming to appear and reappear within the shadows. An odd trick of the light, a strange flicker of her reddish skin appearing only in...

"I don't dislike it." Mathalla admitted quite readily, her other hand reaching up into the air. A loud snap rang out and suddenly fired poured into the room. It was so sudden and abrupt that Claude hardly had time to let out a flurry of panicked squeaks. The little rodents mind flaring with...

"A hard bargain, bu-" The Devil began to say, only to be so rudely interrupted. "N-no!" The Devil gave the girl an exasperated glance, letting out a sigh which almost immediately disappeared as Itch once again showed the proper amount of deference. Mathalla preening slightly at the graceful...

"Isn't it?" Mathalla said with now small amount of surprise in her voice. "Aren't they?" "Is it?" Her questions truly did not sound the least bit mocking. They were genuine surprise, curiosity, as though the very idea of what Itch so purely offered were utterly foreign to the Devil. Which in...

"Better is a matter of perspective." The Devil mused out loud as she watied for him to climb up onto the roof itself. She then quickly moved after him, stepping on the edges of the roof as though they were naught more but another flat surface. He followed her to the peak of the roof, stepping...

"Freedom, is a mortality's most precious gift." Mathalla purred as Rhenn lead them onward. Watching in quiet curiosity as he created a post for their horses, but never commenting or complaining as he continued to lead their journey. The Devil seemed almost enthralled as he spoke and made his...

The Devil perched idly upon her seat, clearly pleased as the little rowboat sped along. Their wake faster than any others within the harbor, even those Pirate ships which were now turning to flee. For a second Mathalla's attention seemed lost to them, watching the sails fill and the men aboard...

"I'm a natural at everything, darling." Mathalla said, though didn't bother elaborating on why. For years and centuries she had been...skimming off the top. The souls she'd dealt to her father had not been diminished, but their minds and memories had been hers to play with. It was a delightful...

"My father cares only for the weight of souls we bring to him." The Devil admitted quite freely, shrugging her shoulders. It wasn't as though that were any secret. Dig deep enough in most Cathedrals and one would find some legend or rumor about her and her sisters. Not much more digging was...

"Valenntenia." Mathalla let the name roll off her tongue, more than getting the hint which had slipped from Rhenn's. He'd not outright said it, but there'd been a curiosity to his tone the Devil would have found difficult to ignore. Curiosity, after all, is what so often lead to her. "Yes..."...

"A Commander?" Mathalla knew the meaning of war well, or at least, what it drove men to. Many of her bargains had been made during, at the start, or towards the end of wars. She had never been in the midst of one, no, she had always avoided those her father had waged on the hosts of Heaven. But...

Sometimes, a part of her wished she had not been born on the wrong side of the divine. Surely the angels were never subjected to this. The girl wasn't the worst she had ever had to deal with, but she was most certainly toeing the line. Briefly Mathalla found herself wondering how she had been...

She smiled wide. "Romance? Now that would really be new." The Devil mused cryptically, though offered only a wink before she shifted upon her saddle and moved the horses reigns around. Frowning for a moment as she considered the beast beneath her, a click echoing from her lips a second later...

"I would." The Devil said as she stepped outside and followed behind Rhenn. "But I can't." That was the trouble with bargains like these. Her magic was powerful, stronger than most Mortals, but even it was not all knowing. This plane bound her with it's own laws and rules, and though try as...