Angst Lil Gremlin. Poor Poor Baby With Imposter Syndrome.
Angst lil gremlin…. Poor poor baby with imposter syndrome.
I call their species stitched, he’s a sweet baby. His arm stitches are from tearing his own skin, I forgot to show his prominent chest scars that he sewed up himself.
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Continuation of this: by @mslanna
Nobody’s Fool; A Fox in sharp armor
Tav breathed a laugh as the spell echoed into Ksula’s very bones. He was frozen, limbs stiff no matter how hard he willed himself to move. The quickly took Kayla’s blade and pushed the much larger devil to the floor. On their knees heel digging into their spine, a vixen/todd’s grin on their face.
“Oh please, you think he’d be the one to kill me? When I’m asked to do a job. I don’t stop still it’s done.”
They dig their heels into his spine, Ksula can only look ahead unable to scream. Sternly growling out that ‘done’ with a frosted look. Raphael grins at the sight, of course his tricksy little paladin would succeed even with a blade to their throat. He signaled for the final blow. With his own blade Ksula’s head rolls from it’s devilish body, now limp and bleeding.
“So, next battle”
Tav crosses their arms putting the larger blade on their back. The move is so casual. Raphael stares in satisfaction of the outcome if not a little shaken at the thought of his precious mouse headless and bleeding instead of Ksula. Yet he took no moment to process only pack it away for later as he walked forward, he small legion of squads following behind. Raphael walks in front, Yurgir, Tav, and Korilla behind him but together, they talk in hushed Whispers Yurgir first.
“Even with a blade to your throat you held no fear”
“No duh, he wasn’t gonna waste time saving me, but he did stall for time, so coming up with a plan was easy enough.”
Korilla was about to say something but decided not to. She saw the way her patron looked upon the newest soul bound servant. She knew the human side of her devilish master. Ever since he met them he knew their steeled self would be of use. Only after the defeat of the brain had he considered them more. Her frequent tracking of them and their merry band of misfits and weirdos was proof enough. Even sending her to save them on an occasion or two, the urgency in his voice didn’t hide his fear, vulnerability, care.
Raphael on the other hand winced internally at Tav’s words. He did care for them, he did wish for something more with them. His beloved had the glint of a fox’s eye, maybe he wished to bring that out in his mouse. Their figure covered in blood certainly was a sight for devilish eyes. Maybe he wanted the opposite as well, for Tav to teach him how to hold his humanity not with shame or locked away in the void of his heart but as a part of him. Maybe he wanted— no, now wasn’t the time. He has a base to make out of Ksula’s tower.
The tower was raided by Yurgir’s squad to be brought back to the house of hope and sorted. Korilla and the archivist sorted items to be kept, auctioned, and disguarded. Tav stayed with Raphael as a body guard and conversation starter. Haarlep had crawled out of the boudoir to watch the ordered chaos. Smirking to themself they plopped on top of Raphael and Tav sitting on their laps on a sofa.
“So, how was the meeting with Ksula?”
Haarlep says wrapping his arms around Raphael. Tav looks over, armor discarded on the floor a while ago. They yawn reaching for a pillow.
“It was successful.”
“Almost got beheaded but beheaded Ksula instead”
Tav yawns before leaning on the pillow in their lap. Haarlep ‘awws’ at Tav kissing their forehead earning a growl from Raphael as he pulls his tired mouse to rest on his arm. Haarlep chuckles to themself as he lays down in a warm cuddle pile. Compared to the frosted flames of Cania, Avernus was a nice reprieve from the cold.
Raphael would not have Haarlep claiming what’s his, but maybe, just maybe he’d let his pet indulge. But for now he held his little paladin and pet by his side. Ksula was the 2nd to last of Mephistopheles’ guardian demons before himself. Soon all would be right. Soon his claim of his father’s archive would award more power than just the crown of Karsus but also other artifacts of the fallen wizard.
Maybe he’d be able to convince his mouse of an extended contract. It only ended once Mephistopheles was ended, yet this would not be the final act between him and his sweet mouse.
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DnD meme comic. The pale dude is Hydrangea my vampire and the dragonic bloodline girl is called Azura
