devils

So Castulo was supposed to meet up with a foreign contact, Jerick Longsmith, here in the Pious Pint. But then some asshole threw a punch (maybe somebody said something nasty to him), and the man who got punched was too damn drunk to throw a decent punch back, his fist flew off target, walloped...

The oppressive sun's light weighed down on her more heavily when she was thirsty. Akiza walked in the light of the day and pretended like all was well. She pretended like she was but a "Penitent", as those with magic were called here in Gild, and not something more...dangerous. But the thirst...

Nemeska Elissal practiced smiling before her mirror everyday. Always did she begin while dressing herself, staring into the mirror as her hands, accustomed to their motions, went about their work near entirely of their own accord. The trick was to ensure that her smile reached her eyes. This was...