>>5175765>43…But Hawksong is a big city, with a long history, and you are on foot. You spend hours visiting one gravestone-filled-field or weathered crypt after another, but to no avail. Granted, time is limited. The Pretty Kitty took up much of the early evening, and walking everywhere takes so damned LONG!
‘We could fly?’ Irinnile suggests
‘And attract Paladin attention,’ you reply.
‘Hahaha, oooh yeeah. Oops.’
You sigh. The succubus within you can be… Something of a ditz at times.
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You suppose she may be a bit distracted, in all fairness.
“What about summoning… You know…”
“The hellhound?”
‘Oh! I mean, yeah, that could work. Need to feed that sucker or do a ritual to bind him to your will nice ‘n tight like what you did with me, BUT they’re good at sniffin’ around for shit, right?’
“Or we could use Yemrep,” you reply.
Irinnile shudders at the thought of summoning to grotesque, degraded little filth-imp.
‘Ye-yeeeaah, we could,’ she admits. ‘But! If he gets caught by Paladins, he’s as good at done for. They’ll wreck him like a minotaur riding a halfling’s asshole.’
You sigh, tapping your boot-clad foot impatiently. Something has to be done, if you’re to make any progress tonight.
>Summon the hellhound, to sniff our demons>Summon the imp, you help scour the graveyards>Grow wings and fly to your remaining destinations, albeit at greater risk of being spotted>Pay a visit to the occultist, Lord Bianchi, to see if you can dig up more info on the OTHER demon, since the wraith is being difficult>Track down and attack a Paladin—whittle away your competition, lest they make progress faster than you>Give up for tonight and attend to other matters [specify if you have something in mind]>Write-in 