Black Diablerie pulled his cloak tighter against the hard red muscles of his powerful torso. His black eyes glittered as he scanned the smoky inn, searching out his prey. Subtly was called for on this mission, and the very thought that an arch-devil from darkest legend may be among them would send the mortals in this place screaming for the exit. With hood pulled over his head, cloak over his body, and the smoke from the poorly ventilated fireplace filling the inn, Black Diablerie had a least a few moments before his presence was questioned.
He scanned the variety of mortals, sitting at tables or leaning against the bar. Black Diablerie knew that each one had a story, or better-stated, were a story in and of themselves. Some were in dark misery, in this place to ease their pain for a short time. Some were in high spirits, innocent souls seeking a taste of joy before their own mortality condemned them to the hard concerns of everyday life. Some were lost souls, seeking other lost souls, or at the very least wallowing in the company of their own kind.
His eyes fell on this prey. With quill in hand, scribbling away at a parchment, half-filled mug in front of him, Eysic Ach was oblivious to the controlled chaos of the Lazy Dragon Inn surging all around him. The arch devil wondered how anyone could concentrate in such conditions.
Black Diablerie laid his hand on the writer's shoulder.
"Go away," Eysic said, not looking up from his work. "The last time I used your services, the cure took three months and five gold at the healers."
"I'm not here offering 'services'," the arch devil replied.
At the bass rumble of the arch devils voice, the writer's quill slipped from his fingers. The human's face was frozen in the mask of fear and dread that the arch devil had come to expect when mortals looked on him for the first time.
The human's face relaxed, then brightened. "You -- you're real! You really are... real!"
"Your grasp of the obvious is keen," the arch devil replied. "I am here to ask you, where is my story?"
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With this intro, I hereby declare The Strange Fate of Black Diablerie an entrant into the Direct to Development 2 contest.
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