75 A Prisoner's Dilema

I was a bit upset the halflings had hidden that little tidbit from me about ghosts living in Bloodfang Hill. Since Alura knew about it, it seemed to be common knowledge around these parts. My trust in the local halflings had reached an all-time low.

If they weren't backed by a noble devil I would wash this place in blood. I needed to keep a low profile, however. Right now I was Soulless, the wandering devil. Not James Hudson, the noble devil.

If I offended a noble devil clan, I would have to go running back home. Run home and be under Mikael's thumb? Not a chance in the Abyss! I held back my rage.

I will get them to pay for this tenfold. However, now was not the time. Playing tricks with this young lord? Those halflings will pay!

I marked the entire town as dead. When I leave this place, Bloodfang Hill won't be the only place with ghosts!

That night I prepared for my expedition into the wolpertinger infested lands. I ain't afraid of no ghost.