Agree to the daemon inside
Alright, so I'll be act as a voice, provided that you help me out with some ah, problems I might have every now and then. you quickly agree to this, and the daemon speaks to the librarian I WOULD, oh sorry, library, I would like to check out a book on gourmet cooking, unfortunately my hands seem to be a bit large to open the
Groo will glumly take a seat near THE WALL, and snack on some of his long pork reserves, feeding some to Rufferto.
Groo sadlly sulks over to a seat right next to the diner bar. Reaching into his pocket he feeds some of the less immedietlly identifiable bits of people to Rufferto while dejectedly chewing on a bit of finely minced liver he had prepared for an occasion like this.
"GROSS. GET SOME REAL FOOD."
Order two hamburgers for Groo and his dog.
you request two hamburgers, and which are cooked with a side order of completlly unintelligible cursing. The wall places one of them the floor where it is happily devoured by Rufferto. The other is ignored by groo as he enjoys his cannbalisitic snack.
"Thank you. I hope the daemons and Weapon made it through the ordeal alright." Daemien thanks the spook.
"Is everyone still alive in there?"
Check on the daemons and Weapon, preferably by just touching my limbs or something to communicate instead of going into my mental space.
You touch your limbs to your own limbs, and the voices respond.
SIR YES SIR I AM COMPLETLLY ALIVE SIR. Mr. Damian, I would request that you not do that again. The daemons voice is stiff and clipped, as though attempting to control himself.
Why thank you Mr. Damian, I am indeed alive, my room is rather nice.