Demon's Virtue

"Bleh." - Imp An Imp, a monster known to kill with a grin, a demon of the world, a creature of incredible might! Something that no force in the world can stand against! At least that's what the Main Character would like himself to be, the reality is very different, however. Exactly that Imp stumbles along a path of unfortunate fortunes and grows through it, in a world that hates its very existence. It grows more intelligent, more powerful, simply better at whatever it needs to do. Amongst other things, that includes raising children, killing Soldiers, and carving wooden figurines for money.

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What will it be?

As Eiro stood in front of the Inn that he and the children were staying at for tonight, he noticed that there were actually some of Solomon's guards stationed around the place, probably to keep an eye on them. After all, it was possible that someone that Eiro pissed off tonight could look for revenge. And so, the Demon stepped past the building into the yard in the back where the stables stood, quickly making his way over to Lugo.

"Well then, bud. Had a good day here?" Eiro asked the Stag that just nodded its head immediately, although Lugo was apparently quite curious about the Gnome that was floating by Eiro's side.

"Ah, yeah, we have someone new with us. He doesn't have a name yet though." The Demon explained as he rubbed his hand over Lugo's back, just making his way over toward the carriage while Lugo started sniffing the Gnome a bit.

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