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In the Hell's Maw Tavern, in Argyle Keep, a female disciple of Asmodeus turns to leave the man she'd been around all evening. Indeed, she'd allowed him a feeble attempt to woo her, but the arrival of a strange, hooded man had interrupted their business thoroughly.
In exchange for some information, he'd offered her a skull. It had been difficult for Jezebel to suppress her excitement. "What kind of skull?" she had asked, innocently. The man had responded curtly: "Demihuman". The fool clearly had no idea about the power such an object represented.
As she strolled to the shack she called home, she let her fingers trail over the smooth, bone surface. It would do nicely.
...yes, it would do quite nicely.
In exchange for some information, he'd offered her a skull. It had been difficult for Jezebel to suppress her excitement. "What kind of skull?" she had asked, innocently. The man had responded curtly: "Demihuman". The fool clearly had no idea about the power such an object represented.
As she strolled to the shack she called home, she let her fingers trail over the smooth, bone surface. It would do nicely.
...yes, it would do quite nicely.