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She talks a big game, but for all you know Rezzie might have an aneurysm giving someone a compliment that isn’t backhanded. Based on your admittedly limited knowledge of demons, you decide to hit the devil with something of an easy pitch:
Well, you shrug, you’re just thinking out loud here, but Volka might not be a bad first target! Rezzie’s eyes light up with inspiration!
“Ah yes… Volka! Right, of course… the fuzzy one will do nicely… and given how her scent is practically <span class="mu-i">CHOKING</span> you it should be a simple task-”
Errr, you stammer, that’s Tzah-Tzie…
“R-right, right, that was another test!” The demon sputters as her cheeks flash red! “Volka, yes… I’ll admit it’ll be difficult for me to forgive their attempts to imprison me in their wretched tower, but-”
That was Oti. Volka’s… y’know, yellow eyes? Tall? Tusks? The demon’s cheeks flash red as you relay your hints!
“Oh, uh, I knew that! A-another test passed, Anton! Well done!” She answers with a hasty nod! “Yes, the fat one… she’ll be a worthy ally!”
She’s really friendly too, you helpfully add, so she should prove to be a really good pal! A-
“Ah-bah-BAH! Save the hints for someone who NEEDS them!” Rezzie interjects with what you can only assume is a hand gesture simulating you blathering, “If I’m to succeed in the ritual of ‘<span class="mu-i">Frehn-Shiib</span>’, I shall have to achieve it through my will and skills alone!”
Opening your mouth again to try and prevent the tragedy about to occur, you’re deftly stopped by a well-placed claw over your lips!
“I’ll have to plan, of course… Anton, you’re laughably pathetic and yet somehow manage to attract allies… I know already, but what would be the best place to start, hmm?”
You don’t even want to ask what she ‘knows’... better put her on the right track, right? What’s the first step in making friends?
>Compliments!
>Learning about them!
>Do something nice!
>Exchange interests!
>Fight!
>She knows already!
>Write-In!
