Single Red Imp Seeking Wicked Witch
Willow's tower
The 17h, 9PM
Invited: Willow, any others appropriate to the scene
Spindly red fingers fit well into the nooks and crannies of the stones that made up Willow's tower, allowing the nimble red Ephebus demon to swiftly scale the walls. Using his naturally adaptive camouflage, he blended gray and black with his backdrop, rendered virtually invisible.
Approaching the top, Swindle chose an open window and eased his tiny body into the frame, peering cautiously into the room within. The Ephebus demon could smell Magick within, a sweet aroma that called to his blood. Here there be witches! His little body trembled in pure excitement.
"Hellloooo??" Swindle called out in his high-pitched voice, which sounded equally child-like and creepy. "Anyone home?"
The 17h, 9PM
Invited: Willow, any others appropriate to the scene
Spindly red fingers fit well into the nooks and crannies of the stones that made up Willow's tower, allowing the nimble red Ephebus demon to swiftly scale the walls. Using his naturally adaptive camouflage, he blended gray and black with his backdrop, rendered virtually invisible.
Approaching the top, Swindle chose an open window and eased his tiny body into the frame, peering cautiously into the room within. The Ephebus demon could smell Magick within, a sweet aroma that called to his blood. Here there be witches! His little body trembled in pure excitement.
"Hellloooo??" Swindle called out in his high-pitched voice, which sounded equally child-like and creepy. "Anyone home?"