Lord Grieve led his troops toward Appeloosa and he had his sights set on wiping out the bison. His troops were armed with lever action forty-five caliber rifles and thirty-six caliber revolvers. As they marched Grieve planned on taking no prison. On the way he found a small camping ground filled with the yak species, to Lord Grieve the yaks and bison were the same ; he issued the order for his troops to line up and prepare for battle. Guns lowered and the yaks in the clearing were unaware of the hell that was about to break loose. All at once a sum of one hundred thousand rifles sounded. The yaks in a frenzy scatteres, Grieve charged into the clearing and started blasting his magic and utilizing his favorite spell.........fireballs; the spell was about twelve small balls of fire and scattering like a shotgun shell. The yaks in about four hours of fighting were all hauled into the center of the clearing and every single one had wounds and barely moved. "Pour oil on them" he ordered and soon a torch was brought and lit the wounded yaks ablaze. As they writhed he drank a beer and smoked a cigar enjoying the warmth of the flames. The few yaks who had gotten away were being hunted by pagasi scouts armed with Sharp's rifles and were wiped out.
Lord Grieve had no idea thst Princess Luna was actively hunting him down as well. Lord Grieve had set out electrical solar powered bug zaps up and by morning, cold breezies looking for warmth died by shock and all he did was toss the bodies into a trash can in a town they were passing through. As they exited the town they came across a beggar colt and the thing was asking for three bits; Grieve levitated a revolver and pulled the hammer back, grinning he pried the colt's mouth opened and pulled the trigger. Pieces went everywhere! Grieve just tossed the body aside and had his troops kept waking. Grieve left a trail of dead, sick and wounded in his wake, he had taken a quarter of his city's young stallions with him and now part two of his plan was ripe to use. He spun around and blasted a large ball of fire and acid and the front row of troops blasted into flames and their fragments decorated the terrain.
Grieve began to teleport around his troops and firing his revolver and and he laughed as the wounded tried to crawl from the chaos only to get trampled to death. He soon had them either dead our wounded and he continued on his trip whistling after the afternoon's skirmish. He stumbled on a poorer family enjoying a simple meal and he walked up to the parents and aimed his revolvsr and newly acquired secondary revolver and fired all six shots into the parent's faces. He quickly reloaded and shot three of the four children; the fourth he tied up and locked in the basement and hid him behind some barrels and gagged him...........
Nine months later.
Lord Grieve was reading the papers when the article about a family found murdered and their kid starved to death in the basement, he snickered as the other murders were reported. He rose from the table of an inn he stayed at and he was a block away he saw the crude bombs he made exploded and killing abut twelve Patrons. He knew by now Luna was hunting him and he didn't care, so he kept killing.
Bison
He came to Appeloosa and he saw the bison just minding their own business. He loaded his two hundred thousand guns and made sure they were loaded and then charged the bison. The bison he came was a calf and he lowered his own personal long gun, a sawed-off shotgun loaded with dragons breath rounds. It was only in a matter of four hours he had the bison slaughtered. There was one who tried to crawl away, he shot a forelegs and he smirked as it froze in terror.
He stood over it and began to urinate on its face as he turned to leave he lit it on fire and watched in joy and exuberance as it writhed and screamed. He left all the firearms on the field and just kept his revolver and shotgun.
He will be soon be judged for his crimes in society, but in the mean time he filled himself with food and a good time fucking eveey mare he could get and he also enjoyed banging fillies and then leaving their masses feeling like trash in alley ways. His own execution would be coming swiftly and he'll be begging for his life but his pleas would be unheard.
He will be damned to Tatarus all the way to the lowest section.
