"Talking sword?!"  The voice exclaims indignantly. "I am Flibbertigibbet, demon of the lower planes. Lesser demon, yes, but demon nonetheless."

Convince me why I should work with a demon, a being that sooner or later will try to **** me over.

As Natasha worked on Misha's hair, she started talking.

"Come from place called Acheron. Very far away. Is no like this place, very different. Like, cubes in etherspace. But cubes very large, like small planets. Saw all four growing up and during training. They teach us many things in Institute, like what each layer has, and who live there. Most cubes of Acheron are mountainous battlefields, very little trees, or water, or sky of blue. Teach me to fight, teach me to be brave, and serve Bane. Each warrior have purpose, and deep inside programming."

She paused for a moment, and you don't know if it's because she's thinking, or lost in the caress of your fingers.

"When created in Genesis Chambers, not allowed to see specifications used in creation, so don't know what they..leave out, or include, in personality. They not allow it. Says that with knowledge about self, will not try and explore on own what you lack and have. I am brave, and strong, have passion in my heart, but..is that because it is who I am? Or what I was told to be. Sometimes have doubts. Sometimes feel like i'm missing things. Do not share this with others much, because doubt is not the way of Bane."

Again, she pauses as you keep braiding. 

"It is not constant feeling, but sometimes lingers inside, like itch. But then remember education and knowledge of honor, glory, and conquest, and then forget silly questions." she smiled. "The weak do not survive in my world. I am alive only because I have conquered and destroyed my enemies in His name."

Misha turns her head slightly and looks at Jill's axe, sniffs few times, as if something wasn't quite right. 

"Like it or not, we're buddies. I've entered your subconscious, and I'm not planning on leaving anytime soon. Fun fact, did you know I can give you a migraine by clapping my hands together?"

((I like this guy lol))

Hmm. Interesting. And then Jill tosses the axe away. "That axe has a demon attached to it. Don't use it."

(Lol thanks. He's definitely partly inspired by the devil in Disenchantment, if anybody's watched that show.)

Jill doubles over in pain the second her fingers leave the axe. It feels like her insides are on fire, and she can barely move.

"There are 3,547 different ways I can cause you discomfort. Tell you what, I'll let you decide. Do you want a severe mass toothache or third-degree heartburn? Neither are very pleasant, I assure you."

Seeing Jill toss the axe, it probably was for the best, if she did that. Jill was not stupid. As Tasha finished up the braid, Misha raised her hand and felt the weaves of her hair, loved how it felt, and smiled. Her hand touched Tasha's as she was finishing up at the bottom, and her hand was warm, but didn't let go. Misha turned her hand slightly and said, "I love it, Sunflower. You can braid hair anytime, ya?" She turned a bit more and looked into her eyes, and a heat started to grow.

This time, it was her who gave Tasha a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you.."

Then something happened.

She swung around to Jill, something was wrong. "Jill!" she barked, concerned. "What is wrong!"

Jill crawls back towards the axe and picks it up. Fine. We're partners. Are you actually capable of bringing anything positive to this relationship or are you just going to be a pain? Then Jill responds to her concerned friend. "As it happens, demon-axes are rather clingy."

"Lighten up, amigo. Nobody ever got anywhere with that aggressive attitude."

Jill is hit by a wave of images and information. 

"The axe is Ruin. It does cool stuff like set people's insides on fire, kind of like what happened to you earlier. But that was a sensory illusion, this is for real. I was trapped in this axe as punishment for... well, I won't go into details. There was a misunderstanding, and I kind of incurred Orcus' wrath. That guy has some serious anger issues So here I am, trapped in this axe for all eternity. What's your story? "

Ruin: When you hit a creature with Ruin, the creature's internal system is ignited with infernal fire. Immediately before each of the creature's turns, it takes 1d4 fire damage. In addition, Flibbertigibbet might give you advantage on certain skill checks due to his extensive knowledge of mortal and abyssal lore.

Natasha had been sure to make Misha's braid not too tight, but tight enough so that there would be no loose strands, and if there were any, she would work them into the weaving locks of hair. It was easy to see that the ranger was skilled and had practically mastered the art of braiding, as useless as it may seem. She listened intently to Misha's words, her eyes narrowing at certain bits in thought. Ultimately, she kept her comments to herself, but kept it in the back of her mind to see if it were possible that she could help the paladin find those missing pieces that the other seemed to be missing. She finished the braid with a shy smile, thanking Misha for the story and didn't shy away from her kiss on the cheek this time. Soon she moved over to Jill.

Despite her not having practiced this certain braid in a while, Natasha was quick to fix her mistakes, and looked at the back of the blood hunter's head, beaming with pride at her success in managing to finish the job with no frustrations. However, the elf was taken aback at Jill suddenly throwing the axe away from her, blinking at the claim that the weapon had some sort of demon attached to it. She watched Jill go over and pick it up again, giving Misha worried glance.

"Just... Be careful with that thing if you're gonna keep it."

When I was a child, my parents were killed in the middle of the night by some malevolent force which I'm assuming was not you. I fled, but as you can imagine, I did not do too well on my own since I was a child. Before I starved to death, I was picked up by an order of extremists who gave me a body-altering potion so that I could have the power to fight a number of abominations that includes other members of your kind. I hope that you aren't going to get in the way of that. A few weeks ago, I got involved with the Lord's Alliance because I grew tired of running and decided to fight. I met these people, survived a battle and did a bunch of other things you likely don't care about. And now I am stuck with you. I am called Jill Moon. Jill decides to let Natasha and Misha know about her new axe. "Well, I can't get rid of it, but at least it will burn the insides of our enemies. It also seems to know about a lot of things. I guess we will have to take the bad with the good, no? Thank your for your concern, Natasha. I trust that you and Misha will watch over me. Also, thank you for doing my hair. C'est tres beau."

(OOC: Time for me to ask whenever I make a skill check if I have advantage because of Flibbertigibbet)

“Be careful with new axe, yes?” Misha said, looking at Jill, then the axe. “Get very bad vibe from it. But yes, will stand with you when need.” Still a little concerned, she turned to Tasha. “Sunflower, please? A little more something about you, ya?” She took her hand and patted yours, and left it there if you didnt move your hand away.

"O-oh, yeah, no problem," The ranger gives Jill a small smile, than a final anxious look before turning back to Misha, glancing down at their hands as her face turned an obvious shade of pink. "Uh, sure! I guess... But let's start heading back to the village, I think we've rested up enough. Everyone ready? Vamanos, I'll talk on the way." She give Misha's hand a pat with her free hand and pulls away almost reluctantly. 

Once everyone's gathered and they made their way back, Natasha kept up pace with Misha and as promised, started to talk about herself, firstly apologizing if she ends up boring the other. "To be honest, there isn't a lot to me. I grew up a pretty normal life, you know, minus the... Losing my parents part and growing up in an orphanage, haha." She rubbed at the back of her neck, not at all used to someone being interested in learning more about her. "Then again, in a war like this... I'm pretty sure that's the norm now, huh?" Despite the smile she wears, her aura grows melancholy. "I don't know too much of the attack on my village. After the whole thing, I just ended up repressing those memories. I... I don't remember my parents. My sister does! A little bit. She tells me I was a total mama's girl, but I don't believe her."

"Then again, what would I know? Um, anyways, since we were the oldest growing up in the orphanage, my sister and I were seen as big sisters to all the little kids. We'd do our best to protect them and help feed them, so we'd kinda, sorta, steal some food from stalls n' stuff, you know, little things like that. There was never enough food for everyone and every time we'd get some kind of food we would give it out to the other children. We would starve for days, but in the end... We had each other so it wasn't so bad. That's kinda why I eat so much when given the opportunity." She shrugs and gives a small laugh. "I never know when I'm going to be able to eat again..."

With that final sentence, she looks over to Misha. "Pretty boring, right? Sorry, I'm not used to talking about myself."

"I'm sorry. If I knew that you went without so that you could feed those who couldn't fend for themselves, I wouldn't have poked fun at you for eating so much back at the tavern. You have a good heart, Natasha."  Jill interjects as she marches with Misha and Natasha.

As they walk Oni can’t help but overhear Natasha talk about her past. While I only stole for myself, she stole for others and let herself starve. She seems genuinely good compared to most of us. Maybe the group can all learn something from her.

"Oh, no, it's okay, Jill!" Natasha waves her hand dismissively. "I know I eat a lot so I took nothing personally honestly I thought it was just the drink. Thank you though, I'm glad it shows!" She smiles to the girls genuinely, then raises her voice so the men could hear her better. "Um, any of the boys wanna share something while we walk? Kleric? Grum? Ooooni?"

"By the way guys, this axe is the prison for a demon and I can't get rid of it or it'll hurt me. But it at least seems willing to work with me and gives me the ability to burn my enemies and assistance on knowledge checks sometimes. There's not much you all can do outside of joining Misha and Natasha in their watch."

"Nothing too special about me, grew up in a harbor town took to the seas for a while learned my way around the blade protecting the ship from pirates and the sort, left that life behind traveled for a while before I arrived in this land heard that I could earn some coin for helping others thought it was a good idea."