A well-padded, frosty fiend jollily makes its way through the front door. Its three demonic/lupine heads look around in excitement as it snacks on candy from a small pouch next to its knife set, which is complete with a flyswatter. Its blood-and-mudstained yet still mostly white apron and orange necktie make it clear that while it had some difficulty on the way here, it did make an effort to look nice.
Deimos smiles in a friendly way. “Hello! Finally, a more familiar looking face. Or, faces.”
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The plague doctor nods, "As a matter of fact, your help would be greatly appreciated. This man's soul is in grave danger and we do not have much time before it is destroyed."
*I think I know where to find it.*
“Interesting.” Deimos taps his hand against his side. “How did that happen? Is there a way to reverse it? And, pardon if this seems insensitive, but how is his soul important?”
The plague doctor turns to the man, "Would you care to explain?"
"Why yes, of course," says the man, "My name is John Crooch. I was once in the army but I feared for my life. The daily bloodshed grew to be too much and I couldn't stand the thought of my death at another man's sword. So me and my friends deserted our positions and fled into the wilderness. We ran for days and finally came upon shelter in an abandoned castle. We decided to spend the night in the ruins and were surprised to find that a fiend, I think he was a devil, dwelt in the crumbling keep. It isn't much use to flee those sorts of things when they are right there in front of you, and he seemed to be polite and well behaved so we ended up telling him our story. This fiend told us that the nearest place of safety was hundreds of miles off and that we were likely to die in the wilderness before we got there. He then promised to give each of us a whip that would summon gold coins whenever it was lashed. He would also transport us to safety. However, he warned that he would be back in ten years time to collect our souls as his." Crooch sighs and twists the whip nervously, "I am a fool, I am. We accepted his offer. Me and my friends went our separate ways and I haven't seen them since. Now today is the tenth anniversary of that day and I know that that devil will come flying at any moment now to take my soul."
"Yes," interrupts the plague doctor, "I found him roaming the streets of Hell and have agreed to help him to the best of my abilities. I believe that his soul can be saved, but if so we must act quickly."
"How is his soul important?" this question makes Crooch very uncomfortable. The plague doctor continues, "His soul is no more important than the next man. It is no less important either. If he isn't saved, he will spend the rest of eternity in the clutches of a foul fiend, subjected to unending torture. And he deserves it. However if we all got what we deserved our fates would be no better than his."
“That’s quite the predicament. Well, we could maybe grant him safety here for the time being through asylum.” Deimos holsters his gun. “I’m sure we can fight off the devil, should he come to collect the soul. But I find it unfair- this man did agree to the contract which the devil fulfilled his side of. Is it not fair that he should serve his half of the contract?”
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A well-padded, frosty fiend jollily makes its way through the front door. Its three demonic/lupine heads look around in excitement as it snacks on candy from a small pouch next to its knife set, which is complete with a flyswatter. Its blood-and-mudstained yet still mostly white apron and orange necktie make it clear that while it had some difficulty on the way here, it did make an effort to look nice.
Deimos smiles in a friendly way. “Hello! Finally, a more familiar looking face. Or, faces.”
The middle head is the only one that talks, possibly because it is the only one not eating candy. "Hi there! I'm Cerius, and I just came from the Bureau of Torment and Damnation, but I'm looking to get a job here!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*To Cyno though Yondor's character should be able to hear it as well*
Crooch squirms uneasily.
The plague doctor responds, "Oh yes. It would be very fair. However most things in life aren't fair and helping this man would be unfair for good. It does not concern me whether this is fair or not. All I know is that it is right." He suddenly breaks into a fit of coughing. Once it clears up he continues.
"I do not believe that sheltering him here would be a wise choice. As you have said, the contract should allow the devil entry, and the Bureau cannot break a contract. That is the problem with large corporations, they are too tied down with legal bindings and systems. We need to keep moving. I have a plan to save this man, and it involves going out into the streets of Hell. Are you willing to aid us, or are you too tied down to legality to show mercy?"
Crooch says, "Please, sir. I will give you all my estate. All my riches. You may have my whip."
The middle head is the only one that talks, possibly because it is the only one not eating candy. "Hi there! I'm Cerius, and I just came from the Bureau of Torment and Damnation, but I'm looking to get a job here!"
“Me too! What job are you looking for?”
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The middle head is the only one that talks, possibly because it is the only one not eating candy. "Hi there! I'm Cerius, and I just came from the Bureau of Torment and Damnation, but I'm looking to get a job here!"
“Me too! What job are you looking for?”
"Well, my Tormentium was for Gluttony, and I was born on the 3rd layer, so being a cook would serve my skills best, but what I really want is to go out and be summoned!" He says this with incredible excitement, as though being summoned wasn't basically glorified slavery. "I'm so excited to be in a place where it isn't constantly raining and hailing onto a ground of icy mud and bodies! I'm hoping to see the world!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*To Cyno though Yondor's character should be able to hear it as well*
Crooch squirms uneasily.
The plague doctor responds, "Oh yes. It would be very fair. However most things in life aren't fair and helping this man would be unfair for good. It does not concern me whether this is fair or not. All I know is that it is right." He suddenly breaks into a fit of coughing. Once it clears up he continues.
"I do not believe that sheltering him here would be a wise choice. As you have said, the contract should allow the devil entry, and the Bureau cannot break a contract. That is the problem with large corporations, they are too tied down with legal bindings and systems. We need to keep moving. I have a plan to save this man, and it involves going out into the streets of Hell. Are you willing to aid us, or are you too tied down to legality to show mercy?"
Crooch says, "Please, sir. I will give you all my estate. All my riches. You may have my whip."
Deimos sighs. “Alright. I was a sellsword before this. I’ll assist you as a private escort. But if it risks my life, I’m out, alright?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The middle head is the only one that talks, possibly because it is the only one not eating candy. "Hi there! I'm Cerius, and I just came from the Bureau of Torment and Damnation, but I'm looking to get a job here!"
“Me too! What job are you looking for?”
"Well, my Tormentium was for Gluttony, and I was born on the 3rd layer, so being a cook would serve my skills best, but what I really want is to go out and be summoned!" He says this with incredible excitement, as though being summoned wasn't basically glorified slavery. "I'm so excited to be in a place where it isn't constantly raining and hailing onto a ground of icy mud and bodies! I'm hoping to see the world!"
Deimos laughs. “Well this place isn’t that exciting, but it does offer job security. I’d recommend serving a demon lord- I know a few and they give you a pretty good amount of freedom.”
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The middle head is the only one that talks, possibly because it is the only one not eating candy. "Hi there! I'm Cerius, and I just came from the Bureau of Torment and Damnation, but I'm looking to get a job here!"
“Me too! What job are you looking for?”
"Well, my Tormentium was for Gluttony, and I was born on the 3rd layer, so being a cook would serve my skills best, but what I really want is to go out and be summoned!" He says this with incredible excitement, as though being summoned wasn't basically glorified slavery. "I'm so excited to be in a place where it isn't constantly raining and hailing onto a ground of icy mud and bodies! I'm hoping to see the world!"
Deimos laughs. “Well this place isn’t that exciting, but it does offer job security. I’d recommend serving a demon lord- I know a few and they give you a pretty good amount of freedom.”
Cerius chuckles. "Pretty much everything is exciting once you've worked in a Tormentium for a couple hundred years."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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*To Cyno though Yondor's character should be able to hear it as well*
Crooch squirms uneasily.
The plague doctor responds, "Oh yes. It would be very fair. However most things in life aren't fair and helping this man would be unfair for good. It does not concern me whether this is fair or not. All I know is that it is right." He suddenly breaks into a fit of coughing. Once it clears up he continues.
"I do not believe that sheltering him here would be a wise choice. As you have said, the contract should allow the devil entry, and the Bureau cannot break a contract. That is the problem with large corporations, they are too tied down with legal bindings and systems. We need to keep moving. I have a plan to save this man, and it involves going out into the streets of Hell. Are you willing to aid us, or are you too tied down to legality to show mercy?"
Crooch says, "Please, sir. I will give you all my estate. All my riches. You may have my whip."
Deimos sighs. “Alright. I was a sellsword before this. I’ll assist you as a private escort. But if it risks my life, I’m out, alright?”
The plague doctor nods, "You may leave whenever you wish. I am Dr. Seymund, and I suggest that you follow closely because the streets of Hell are a labyrinth that is easy to enter but difficult to escape. If all goes according to plan, your life will be yours. As long as you do not attack the devil, it will not attack you."
He then turns with a swish of his black cloak and limps away, his cane punctuating each of his strides on the hard marble floor. He goes out the huge stained glass doors with Crooch following close at his heels. Crooch appears to be greatly relieved that you agreed to help.
Deimos smiles in a friendly way. “Hello! Finally, a more familiar looking face. Or, faces.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“That’s quite the predicament. Well, we could maybe grant him safety here for the time being through asylum.” Deimos holsters his gun. “I’m sure we can fight off the devil, should he come to collect the soul. But I find it unfair- this man did agree to the contract which the devil fulfilled his side of. Is it not fair that he should serve his half of the contract?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The middle head is the only one that talks, possibly because it is the only one not eating candy. "Hi there! I'm Cerius, and I just came from the Bureau of Torment and Damnation, but I'm looking to get a job here!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*To Cyno though Yondor's character should be able to hear it as well*
Crooch squirms uneasily.
The plague doctor responds, "Oh yes. It would be very fair. However most things in life aren't fair and helping this man would be unfair for good. It does not concern me whether this is fair or not. All I know is that it is right." He suddenly breaks into a fit of coughing. Once it clears up he continues.
"I do not believe that sheltering him here would be a wise choice. As you have said, the contract should allow the devil entry, and the Bureau cannot break a contract. That is the problem with large corporations, they are too tied down with legal bindings and systems. We need to keep moving. I have a plan to save this man, and it involves going out into the streets of Hell. Are you willing to aid us, or are you too tied down to legality to show mercy?"
Crooch says, "Please, sir. I will give you all my estate. All my riches. You may have my whip."
*hi*
*Hello!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Me too! What job are you looking for?”
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*how are you?*
*Hello*
"Well, my Tormentium was for Gluttony, and I was born on the 3rd layer, so being a cook would serve my skills best, but what I really want is to go out and be summoned!" He says this with incredible excitement, as though being summoned wasn't basically glorified slavery. "I'm so excited to be in a place where it isn't constantly raining and hailing onto a ground of icy mud and bodies! I'm hoping to see the world!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*How are you?*
*I think I like this thread. How about you?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Deimos sighs. “Alright. I was a sellsword before this. I’ll assist you as a private escort. But if it risks my life, I’m out, alright?”
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*Hi!*
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*I’m doing great!*
*hi, How are you?*
Deimos laughs. “Well this place isn’t that exciting, but it does offer job security. I’d recommend serving a demon lord- I know a few and they give you a pretty good amount of freedom.”
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Cerius chuckles. "Pretty much everything is exciting once you've worked in a Tormentium for a couple hundred years."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I’m good! Eating fruit rn. Hbu?*
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The plague doctor nods, "You may leave whenever you wish. I am Dr. Seymund, and I suggest that you follow closely because the streets of Hell are a labyrinth that is easy to enter but difficult to escape. If all goes according to plan, your life will be yours. As long as you do not attack the devil, it will not attack you."
He then turns with a swish of his black cloak and limps away, his cane punctuating each of his strides on the hard marble floor. He goes out the huge stained glass doors with Crooch following close at his heels. Crooch appears to be greatly relieved that you agreed to help.