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Patches begins work. Cutting, sewing, praying to whatever Gods are still out there for this to work. Then… she stabs both her hands and holds them above guillaumes heart. Suddenly blood from her hands piece his chest, trying to restart his heart. While she mumbles prayers in lycanthrope 

 Guillaume begins to convulse on the floor, then stops. His chest opens up as something begins to climb out...

...a massive humanoid, even larger than Guillaume himself, dressed in a formerly white suit drenched in dark blood. He looks sort of like Guillaume, but the differences outweigh the similarities. Same species, perhaps?
He's well-kept, unlike his host, and significantly more menacing.

The creature shakes its head, splattering black gore everywhere. He clambers out of the corpse as though it were a portal, stabbing a massive knife into the floor next to Patches as he looms over even while still being half-manifested. His jaw works as if chewing as his presence (and the smell of barbecued meat) becomes overwhelming.

*Here's some art to give you an idea of the interaction*

 ".....(Gp) The gods hate me..."

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 ".....(Gp) The gods hate me..."

 His burning hot breath fogs in the air. A warped grin spreads across his wide mouth. "No, darling, I think they just smiled upon you..." He has a deep voice and a strong Southern accent. He presses against the floor, rising out of the body entirely. His hat touches the ceiling, nearly crushing against it. His tail lashes against the ground, smearing it with blood. "What is it you seek, miss?"

She takes a deep breath and the cloud dissaptes."I want to bring guillaume back. He was killed in an unjust way without fulfilling his wish, which I believe was noble."

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She takes a deep breath and the cloud dissaptes."I want to bring guillaume back. He was killed in an unjust way without fulfilling his wish, which I believe was noble."

 *By the way, I haven't worked on art for this character, so his description is subject to change*

The demonic giant strokes his mustache. "An interesting predicament. You see, in a sense, I am Guillaume." He sniffs the air. "His body has failed. I will need fresh meat to get him working again." He draws his fork and scrapes it against his knife, causing sparks to fly. "Let's get cookin'."

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She takes a deep breath and the cloud dissaptes."I want to bring guillaume back. He was killed in an unjust way without fulfilling his wish, which I believe was noble."

 *By the way, I haven't worked on art for this character, so his description is subject to change*

The demonic giant strokes his mustache. "An interesting predicament. You see, in a sense, I am Guillaume." He sniffs the air. "His body has failed. I will need fresh meat to get him working again." He draws his fork and scrapes it against his knife, causing sparks to fly. "Let's get cookin'."

 "What kind of creatures do you need? I'll hunt them down and bring them here"

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She takes a deep breath and the cloud dissaptes."I want to bring guillaume back. He was killed in an unjust way without fulfilling his wish, which I believe was noble."

 *By the way, I haven't worked on art for this character, so his description is subject to change*

The demonic giant strokes his mustache. "An interesting predicament. You see, in a sense, I am Guillaume." He sniffs the air. "His body has failed. I will need fresh meat to get him working again." He draws his fork and scrapes it against his knife, causing sparks to fly. "Let's get cookin'."

 "What kind of creatures do you need? I'll hunt them down and bring them here"

 "Anythin' you can eat. Snake, chicken, cow, pig, man... anything that walks, flies, or crawls. Bring em' quick now. A body without a soul can only last so long."

Patches runs out and grabs all the meat that she can find, even if it means killing a few birds or something like that.

Survival check 16

She brings whatever scraps she find back

Buttons limps outside, brandishing his broken and battered pistols. “What’s happening now?”

Patches looks at buttons for a half second before saying"I need meat. Lots of it. Bring it to my room."

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Patches runs out and grabs all the meat that she can find, even if it means killing a few birds or something like that.

Survival check 6

She brings whatever scraps she find back

 When she returns, he's sitting cross-legged on the ground, waiting for her next to an enormous smoker. He smiles pleasantly at the meager amount of bacon and dead birds. "A valiant effort, but not nearly enough for the ritual." He grabs a dead bird and rips its head off with his teeth, chewing and swallowing. "I would go myself, but I have a tendency to take whatever I come across, which does not make people happy."

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Patches looks at buttons for a half second before saying"I need meat. Lots of it. Bring it to my room."

 “That ain’t what i asked. What’s happening?”

"... If I give you my legs..c- can you do the ritual?"

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Patches runs out and grabs all the meat that she can find, even if it means killing a few birds or something like that.

Survival check 6

She brings whatever scraps she find back

 When she returns, he's sitting cross-legged on the ground, waiting for her next to an enormous smoker. He smiles pleasantly at the meager amount of bacon and dead birds. "A valiant effort, but not nearly enough for the ritual." He grabs a dead bird and rips its head off with his teeth, chewing and swallowing. "I would go myself, but I have a tendency to take whatever I come across, which does not make people happy."

 Buttons limps up. “Whatever ya are, ya can’ tell her to take my meat. I just restocked.”

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Buttons limps outside, brandishing his broken and battered pistols. “What’s happening now?”

 An enormous demon dressed as a distinguished Southern gentleman tips his hat to Buttons. "It appears a little accident took place." He speaks with a deep voice and a drawl to match his outfit. "Do ya have any sweet tea, partner?"

"buttons.in fixing your mistake. If it weren't for you I wouldn't need to do this. So kindly leave." Her voice has the edge of somone close to give in to emotion. Weather it's rage or grief he can't tell.

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Buttons limps outside, brandishing his broken and battered pistols. “What’s happening now?”

 An enormous demon dressed as a distinguished Southern gentleman tips his hat to Buttons. "It appears a little accident took place." He speaks with a deep voice and a drawl to match his outfit. "Do ya have any sweet tea, partner?"

 “I got alcohol. Who are you? Why’d ya come outta that fellers body?”

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"... If I give you my legs..c- can you do the ritual?"

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"buttons.in fixing your mistake. If it weren't for you I wouldn't need to do this. So kindly leave." Her voice has the edge of somone close to give in to emotion. Weather it's rage or grief he can't tell.

 “Make me, girly. I’m figgerin out what’s been happenin recently.”

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"... If I give you my legs..c- can you do the ritual?"

 "Naw, miss, your legs is far too precious for me. I'd hate to have to explain to Guillaume where they went."

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 Buttons limps up. “Whatever ya are, ya can’ tell her to take my meat. I just restocked.”

 "My, my, a gentleman after my own heart."

“Nawsir, but I already killed that other feller, and this is my bar.”