>>5195667>>5195515>>5195659“‘We will bring you your demonss, in exxchange for keeping the Dragonborn and my alliess and itemss in ssafety and sssecreccy.’”
“Hm?” The Incubus asks. “Yes, I did as you asked… I granted sanctuary, for a time. We’ve been over this, haven’t we?”
You smile grimly.
“SSAFETY and ssecreccy,” you say, “impliess ssaefty, too, from theft and exortion, wouldn’t you ssay? If you were to leave money with a human treassurer, but he refused to return it later, iss that truly ssafekeeping? Ssafety impliess ssafe return.”
The Incubus stares at you, face twisted up in thought. Roth looks between you both, while Siz-Gamid raises her eyebrows in obvious, impressed interest. Fiannly, the Incubus stands straight,s teps forward… And then with a distinctly rural hoot more native to its host, the demon slaps its knees.
“Clever girl!” it says. ‘Cle-VER. You see why I want this one on our side?”
You say nothing. You honestly just wish you had a party of minions ready to jump this devil… Though, come to think of it, you suppose you do.
‘Lispy…’ Irinnile worriedly whines.
‘I won’t,’ you say succinctly, cutting her off.
And you won’t, either—so much as laying a finger on this troublesome entity, could be problematic. It is so easygoing despite knowing how dangerous any one of your assembled allies could be. It makes you suspect that it has contingencies in place beyond your ken. A part of you regrets not doing greater research into the capabilities of incubi… Or perhaps you should have simply disposed of the Incubus when it was trapped in the same scroll-case which you now proffer it.
