'And how much does that happen? Aren't most of the people who get burned demon-haters anyway? Still, I guess if you desperate, you desperate'
"Well, yes, but most of them can't exactly re-integrate with society anyway, since they're supposed to be dead. They don't take the deal very often, but given the sheer number of people who get incinerated on a daily basis, I still have a good amount of low-level demons running around."
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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.
'And what do you do with those demons? Now I'm interested. We got enough demon problems as it is down here, and it's even worse up in the City'
"I hire them, mostly. Servants, workers, accountants, scavengers, fleshsmiths... I have quite a large operation going on, founded on respect and equality... and a little bit of arson, but the guys up top usually deserve a little house fire."
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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.
'You certainly right there! Sounds like your demons aren't so bad, if I may say that! Not like those ****ing demons that them up there keep sending to, what was it again, 'control our population numbers''
The door swings open as a halfling with short auburn hair walks inside. He stands about 3'7 with fair, almond colored skin, bright silver eyes that are flecked with purple, and wears leather armor, a white shirt, brown breeches, and a long green scarf. He sits at the table towards the nearest window, looking outside while kicking his legs.
'How can I help you?' Silas asks, going over to the table. He has lank black hair, sallow skin, and looks just like a younger version of his father
The halfling pulls out a small notebook and begins to write something. He turns it to Silas. It reads "Forgive me, I have no voice. If you have juice or tea, I would appreciate that."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
'You certainly right there! Sounds like your demons aren't so bad, if I may say that! Not like those ****ing demons that them up there keep sending to, what was it again, 'control our population numbers''
"Oh, no, those demons are strictly banned from my territory. Of course, they typically ignore the ban, so they are... relocated to the afterlife in very short time. I like to protect my people and their families. That's how I get them, really. Everyone wants security, and just about every tyrant provides some measure of it. I just don't apply such a large price to the security I provide."
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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.
'You certainly right there! Sounds like your demons aren't so bad, if I may say that! Not like those ****ing demons that them up there keep sending to, what was it again, 'control our population numbers''
"Oh, no, those demons are strictly banned from my territory. Of course, they typically ignore the ban, so they are... relocated to the afterlife in very short time. I like to protect my people and their families. That's how I get them, really. Everyone wants security, and just about every tyrant provides some measure of it. I just don't apply such a large price to the security I provide."
'Relocated to the afterlife? I like that phrase. So, you're planning to become... what? The king of the Gut?'
Silas goes away and soon returns with a chipped terracotta bowl filled to the brim with hot tea
The halfling smiles and says 'Thank you' voicelessly. He examines the bowl with a look of awe before sipping the tea and chuckling silently. 'Best tea I've had in weeks. Thank you.' He writes.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
'You certainly right there! Sounds like your demons aren't so bad, if I may say that! Not like those ****ing demons that them up there keep sending to, what was it again, 'control our population numbers''
"Oh, no, those demons are strictly banned from my territory. Of course, they typically ignore the ban, so they are... relocated to the afterlife in very short time. I like to protect my people and their families. That's how I get them, really. Everyone wants security, and just about every tyrant provides some measure of it. I just don't apply such a large price to the security I provide."
'Relocated to the afterlife? I like that phrase. So, you're planning to become... what? The king of the Gut?'
"You think too small. The Gut and Sun City, in that order. I'm already the Chimney Baron, I just need the people's trust and faith and I can start doing things. First act of business, besides propaganda, of course, is to improve living conditions in the Gut. Of course, that is far easier said than done, since that includes lowering crime rates, providing more food sources, electricity, clean water, actual housing... it's a complex issue, and I'm only one fiend."
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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.
'You certainly right there! Sounds like your demons aren't so bad, if I may say that! Not like those ****ing demons that them up there keep sending to, what was it again, 'control our population numbers''
"Oh, no, those demons are strictly banned from my territory. Of course, they typically ignore the ban, so they are... relocated to the afterlife in very short time. I like to protect my people and their families. That's how I get them, really. Everyone wants security, and just about every tyrant provides some measure of it. I just don't apply such a large price to the security I provide."
'Relocated to the afterlife? I like that phrase. So, you're planning to become... what? The king of the Gut?'
"You think too small. The Gut and Sun City, in that order. I'm already the Chimney Baron, I just need the people's trust and faith and I can start doing things. First act of business, besides propaganda, of course, is to improve living conditions in the Gut. Of course, that is far easier said than done, since that includes lowering crime rates, providing more food sources, electricity, clean water, actual housing... it's a complex issue, and I'm only one fiend."
'I wish you luck then. To see the fall of the Crimson Regent and some actual improvements down here, well, that would be as perfect and unlikely as it raining gold. If you seriously want to do something, you could always go talk to the Temple of the Pure-Spirit? Not sure if they're a big fan of demons, even good ones, but they're idealistic as heck, and would probably be willing to go out of their way to make things a better place'
"Well, yes, but most of them can't exactly re-integrate with society anyway, since they're supposed to be dead. They don't take the deal very often, but given the sheer number of people who get incinerated on a daily basis, I still have a good amount of low-level demons running around."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'And what do you do with those demons? Now I'm interested. We got enough demon problems as it is down here, and it's even worse up in the City'
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"I hire them, mostly. Servants, workers, accountants, scavengers, fleshsmiths... I have quite a large operation going on, founded on respect and equality... and a little bit of arson, but the guys up top usually deserve a little house fire."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'You certainly right there! Sounds like your demons aren't so bad, if I may say that! Not like those ****ing demons that them up there keep sending to, what was it again, 'control our population numbers''
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The halfling pulls out a small notebook and begins to write something. He turns it to Silas. It reads "Forgive me, I have no voice. If you have juice or tea, I would appreciate that."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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'Yes, we have tea. We got everything, except Red Palm Wine. We don't serve that, even if it might be legal up there. Too dangerous'
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The halfling chuckles silently and writes "I don't alcohol anyways."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oh, no, those demons are strictly banned from my territory. Of course, they typically ignore the ban, so they are... relocated to the afterlife in very short time. I like to protect my people and their families. That's how I get them, really. Everyone wants security, and just about every tyrant provides some measure of it. I just don't apply such a large price to the security I provide."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'That's very wise of you.'
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'Relocated to the afterlife? I like that phrase. So, you're planning to become... what? The king of the Gut?'
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"I suppose." he write and smiles "But i'll take either if you have it." showing his words to him.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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'Sure, 1 cup of tea, coming right up'
Silas goes away and soon returns with a chipped terracotta bowl filled to the brim with hot tea
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The halfling smiles and says 'Thank you' voicelessly. He examines the bowl with a look of awe before sipping the tea and chuckling silently. 'Best tea I've had in weeks. Thank you.' He writes.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
'Not a problem. You planning on staying here, or just passing through?'
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"Staying for a bit." he writes and sips the tea again before tilting his head and writing something else. "Nothing bad if you're wondering."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"You think too small. The Gut and Sun City, in that order. I'm already the Chimney Baron, I just need the people's trust and faith and I can start doing things. First act of business, besides propaganda, of course, is to improve living conditions in the Gut. Of course, that is far easier said than done, since that includes lowering crime rates, providing more food sources, electricity, clean water, actual housing... it's a complex issue, and I'm only one fiend."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'That's exactly the sort of thing someone up to no good would say, you know? But it's not like we're gonna turn down customers, so, you're all good'
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They chuckle silently again. "I can swear upon the gauntlet of Torm, I am no scoundrel." he writes.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
'I wish you luck then. To see the fall of the Crimson Regent and some actual improvements down here, well, that would be as perfect and unlikely as it raining gold. If you seriously want to do something, you could always go talk to the Temple of the Pure-Spirit? Not sure if they're a big fan of demons, even good ones, but they're idealistic as heck, and would probably be willing to go out of their way to make things a better place'
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'No scoundrel? How on earth do you make ends meet?' he laughs
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