#SlayerOfAngels (Overlord Verse)

[blue-burning-heart]

(( Closed starter for @sluttyspiderpolkacock )) -- It wasn’t often anymore that Vae found herself back in more familiar and comfortable haunts ... but something about this particular club was just gritty and filthy enough to feel nostalgic while being spit-shined well enough for the presence of an Overlord not to stand out. Fun as it might be, the goal of the night wasn’t to draw undue attention onto herself. No, this time ... a more subtle approach would be required. After all, she was now deep behind enemy lines, hunting for a prize that ‘belonged’ to someone else. And so it was that the hellhound Overlord had chosen a relatively secluded booth near the back of the club, where she would have the broadest view of her chosen hunting grounds for the night. She had not come alone, a pair of surly-looking reptilian demons serving as her ‘body guards’. It was ironic, really ... for however mean-looking and muscle-bound her entourage appeared, the tall lithe canine they were ‘protecting’ gave off a far more intimidating presence than they would ever be able to muster. In truth, they were only there to serve as additional pairs of eyes with which to search and additional mouths with which to speak, should there be a need. A meager flex of her own growing power within potentially hostile territory. But if the night kicked off the way Vae hoped it would ... such bravado would likely not be needed. All she had to do first was find a certain itsy-bitsy spider...

[blue-burning-heart]

(( Closed starter for @swingstaticandmurder )) -- For all that the hellhound had attained from her ‘lofty’ new position among the demons of Hell, Vae was arguably more unhappy now than she had been before. Those winged bastards were supposed to cut her down. It was supposed to be her grand finale--the final draw of the curtain. Avenge her Dhallia and go out in a blaze of glory. No such luck, as much to her surprise ... for the first time in countless millenia ... an Extermination had ended before the stroke of midnight. Four dead angels was four too many for Heaven to part with, she supposed. Regardless, rather than the ‘heroic’ self-sacrificing death she had sought, she was then lauded as some sort of avenging force that had won Hell a victory she had in no way intended on having. And now here she was, an Overlord of Hell. Had a hellhound such as herself ever gained such a position before? She knew not. But even if she were the first ... the novelty of it was lost upon her, too embittered by being denied the release of oblivion. What was she even to do now? The opportunity to go out fighting as she had intended was beyond her reach and rather than sweeping the city’s streets of villainous scum for hard cash, she now found herself sitting at the ‘big demon’s table’ with all these other big-shots. All the ‘finer’ establishments frequented by the Princes and Overlords were just so ... boring, when compared to the debauchery and raucous atmosphere of Hell’s dive bars and poon houses. This? All this ... froo-froo hoity-toity crap? It was all just so nauseatingly proper. All the same shit buffed to a mirror finish with all the funnest parts taken out of the equation. What was even the point? Vae heaved a soft frustrated sigh as she rapped the tips of her claws against her table, watching the other demons mingle among one another. The same tired song and dance--parleying for favors, trading in deals and assets, moving their lesser ‘minions’ about like pieces on a chessboard. None of it made a lick of sense to her, shaking her head with an annoyed wrinkle of her muzzle. She was so deeply engrossed in spectating that she was oblivious to the fact that she was about to have some unexpected company.

[blue-burning-heart]

So I’ve gotten a lot more muse for Vae’s Overlord Verse all of a sudden, so decided that some reference art was in order. She swag. And why yes, that IS an Exterminator halo on her belt. If angel-slaying was her claim to fame, she gonna ride that train til she runs outta tracks. Whatever it takes to keep people taking her seriously. Hellhounds are normally VERY low on the Hell hierarchy--they’re even employed in subservient roles to IMPS, of all things. And now for one to ascend to the position of Overlord? That’s gonna be a hard sell, if she doesn’t distinguish herself as capable and deadly. Also did a small secondary ref sheet of her most important possessions ... one of which DEFINITELY helps maintain her position as an Overlord to be feared and respected, despite her social standing. Probably also gonna add a proper backstory for her Overlord Verse in full on Vae’s Bio page, to aid with plotting. I’ll drop a link once that’s done. <3