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[Iituem]

Yeah, let's show those Demons who's boss.

[Puppyguard]

D

[Harry Baldman]

The demons in the air irritate you, and you suspect they might be working for the Count. You decide to disabuse them of any silly notions.

7!

You start with the littlest ones, and they are simple to catch with empty promises. AND MAKE SATISFYING NOISES WHEN CAUGHT and chewed to bits Leaky things that they are, they fail to keep their secrets when sufficiently mutilated.

A trail begins to emerge - with an inkling of their hierarchy, you move up the next rung and snap up the demon following the town's musically-inclined, grabbing it literally for a song. It sings while being gnashed, too. great to see someone so committed to entertainment

You find the next one as a shadow within the wishing well, working to render hopes into stories, and reel it in with a desire tragically improbable yet tantalizingly plausible. a refined flavor Well-cultivated! AND IT SCREAMS REAL GOOD TOO

And finally, a being you could conceivably call a demon in the backwoods, an old servant driven to madness, his body long since lost but his demon still prancing about with stolen knowledge. This one you draw in with feigned innocence. ITS SUFFERING IS THE MOST GRATIFYING BY FAR though not a peer it is close enough to be contemptible

Before it is digested to dust and memories, the last demon knows enough to tell you about the estate - the Count keeps no staff, only apprentices. Each is possessed in their own way, and wields strange powers as a consequence. And the Count, why, the Count himself does not live in the castle at all, but rather under it - it remembered, yes, it remembered a time when its host used to work there, and supply the Count in his terrible secret tasks, calling more and more demons, for what purpose? Youth? Power? NONE OF THESE HE GAINED but a noble effort nevertheless

The tide has turned, and you feel the background of demons contaminating this place shift to avoid you. It feels like a mist gently clearing. SHALL WE BEGIN

A) Strike in the daytime, while the apprentices still pretend to do their duties.
B) Strike in the night, when the devilry has started in earnest.
C) Approach in plain sight, armed with the knowledge of how things truly are.

You feel a twinge in the back of your head. IT HAS BEEN SO LONG may we break free in earnest We have such sights to show these dilettantes.

A) Stay as you are, my demonic friends.
B) Show me the way, but allow me to walk by myself.
C) Lend all of your power and minds to me!

[Prophet]

B
C

[heydude6]

B B

There's no way that progressively giving more and more lee-way to the demons is ever going to not screw us over. It may not be this time, but I swear one day these guys will make a request that we accept, and then we end up like the old vizier.

[Iituem]

Screw it, let's hurl ourselves back into the crazy well.

B, C.

[ZBridges]

B, C

[birdy51]

B,C

They are usually good about it, though I might request ahead of time that we don't eat anyone. That makes a mess.

[omada]

B,B after having a second in comand we jump in the madness sea.

[VoidSlayer]

A B

[DolosusDoleus]

B C. Nothing could possibly go wrong, right?

[chubby2man]

B,B

[Puppyguard]

B,C.

[Harry Baldman]

You approach the Count's castle at midnight, operatives at the ready. The demonic mist rising from the earth parts to give you passage, and you feel that good old feeling stirring up again inside you, the sensation of three sets of skilled hands fighting over the controls of your mind, body and soul. A red and pulsing sensation creeps up along your eyes. IT'S TIME TO CUT LOOSE

The castle lies ahead of you, dark and ripe for the picking. You sense the droves of lesser demons gathering for the evening's activities, crawling along the walls, whispering on the wind.

Pick 3:

A) Lose your mind.
B) Eat your crew.
C) Take a ride on the wind.
D) Emit a blood-curdling howl.
E) Tear a hole in a wall.
F) Crawl like a spider.
G) Search for victims.
H) Dig toward the basement.
I) Paint a lovely picture.
J) Light a fire.
K) Leap like a flea.

[Chiefwaffles]

Aw. No comments on our options this time? Our demons really have grown complacent.

DEJ
Let's replicate the kool-aid man.