[center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/344550107234041856/354346133017067520/itship.png[/img][h3][i][color=yellow]Apia, Queen of Bees[/color][/i][/h3][@Lmpkio][@KoL][/center]
The Queen walked into the throne room of Hell, wand held firmly in one hand, honey in the other. She was ready to get back into the swing of things, claim a few new pieces of sweet property for her hive home, maybe even a few new workers to build that hive... eh, whatever she could get was fine. Her little sweeties would be able to pick up the slack if her new servants were... incompetent. Maybe they'd even whip them into shape? Who cares? As long as the job gets done, Apia didn't care. She would reward her sweeties regardless.

It was then she overheard the talk of two of Hell's citizens. One was a bounty hunter she once-considered employing, and the other was... she felt like she had encountered her before, but she couldn't remember her name. Ah well. She would hopefully remember it in time, but she didn't remember that Hell had an oligarchy now. That was news to her, especially considering how adamant the previous rulers had been on keeping the throne. Maybe it was a good idea to somewhat slide into this conversation to learn about Hell's new rulers?

Well, she was gonna try that anyway, as strange as that sounded. [color=yellow]"Excuse me, ladies, but did I happen to overhear you two talking about Hell having an oligarchy? I've been in retirement for far too long, so excuse me once again for my... ignorance..."[/color]