You know, you'd think that when you're as rude, annoying, and sarcastic as possible, Magicians would stop summoning you. But Nooo. They keep on doing it. Whelp, time to get to work. As I materialized, I decided to try and unnerve little Disraeli this time. I appeared in a cloud of smoke. Which rapidly dispersed to show Disraeli's master, Jessica Whitwell. Nothing surprising about that so far. Well, except when you take into account that she was naked as the day she was born, and smiling suggestively towards him. The smile quickly dropped when he spoke of the staff.
"Someone was stupid enough to bring that back into the world? And, eventually,you want us to try and break into the vault to retrieve it. You're an insane, skinny, little twerp. But you've got guts, I'll give you that. Which everyone will see when all the other magicians are ripping them out of your stomach and throwing them about the place. Cause, that's what they're going to do. Of course, if you try to get the staff to work that might not be a problem. They'll just have to clean up your ashes." I had seen the staff work before. It literally shattered defenses like toothpicks. Both mortal and magical. Then, I noticed the glitter in his eyes. "Careful there. Get anymore worked up and you might exhaust yourself. And do I have to not eat anyone? It could solve so many problems. Also, would you prefer stealth in this? Cause, I might just blow up the building and be done with it."
Ed was walking to the tavern where he worked. It was time to get to business. Both his actual job, and the business of overthrowing a government. As he began setting up by the door so he could see everything in the building and break up fights with his cudgel, he began noticing regulars of the meetings walking in. A well dressed gentleman with an extravagant mustache. A middle aged dock worker. An old newspaperman. Then, he began noticing the others of his own little group. First, there was Bradley. Age 16,At an imposing 5ft 2in, dressed in he wasn't much to look at. He didn't have any apparent muscles, and his face was fairly ordinary, blue eyes, straw colored hair, nothing to stand out. Except, he could see anything magical.
From traps, to amulets, to staffs. He was quickly followed by Mary. Age 14, she was the youngest of their group.She was tall, 5ft 9in, with red hair, freckles, and bright green eyes. She possessed the ability to 'smell' magic. Be it demons, or the things Bradley could see. Next was Fred. Age 16. He couldn't see, smell, or do anything to sense magic at all. But, he had a good strong resilence. The strongest of their group. Black hair, Golden eyes, he was shorter than Ed, but only by half an inch. Finally, there was Annie. Age 17.
Standing at an average 5ft 5in, with her chestnut colored hair and blue eyes, she was, as far as Ed was concerned, the most beautiful woman alive. She was also perhaps the most powerful of them. She possessed a combination of his own, and Bradley's powers. The ability to see both demons, and magical items. She also had a resilence that could rival Fred's. Maybe I'll pursue that after this is all over.. Ed mused as he returned the smile she gave him. People were still walking in, and this was no where near their usual crowd. He gave a reassuring touch to the silver discs, knives, and general miscellaneous silver items he had. Ed was still sure the demons would come here eventually. And he, and his friends, were ready. Everyone else... Ed viewed the crowd gathering. Not a single one of them appeared to have silver or iron. Everyone else is not so well prepared...