Lilith
@SnarfulblastThe dwarf had set several flasks of the liquid she desired on the counter but was far to busy to deliver it and the waitress was missing altogether. Although she craved the young girl's power and youth, she found herself worried about the whereabouts of the gal. As @Billsomething Cash rattled off his recounts of her notorious tales, he truly had no knowledge of her herself, and she breathed a sigh if relief. Lilith was far from a succubus, unless she was completely full on a abundance of innocent virgin girls to reincarnate the once beautiful woman she used too be. Oh how she wished for that appearance again and longed for men and women alike to appreciate her looks. It would remain to be just a thing of the past.
She said nothing as she followed him to the bar, gliding across the floor. Her lower extremities were once again masked within the dark cloud of evil shadows which blended with the black tattered cloth that was wrapped around her body, hands, and face to cover the scars and ghostly wounds. She greedily gathered the flasks and quickly carried all of the back to her table, avoiding all the stares she received as she traveled through the bar. She took her seat across from Cash and popped upon the lid to one of the ancient flasks. A black smoke, tinged with a red hue wafted from the drink as she poured it into her glass. An evil smile spread from cheek to cheek as once again, only she recognized and diagnosed the loud piercing scream of the soul trapped inside the strong alcohol. Again, the man who owned this tavern, she needed to thank him for stocking such an excellent choice. Perhaps she should take up residence here. Problem was, she would have to make a shit ton of money to stay and continue to order these drinks. It would be the only way to help her remain in control of the need to purge innocent souls, like the man across from her and several others in the bar.
She took a sip of the drink and relished the taste, while making eye contact with Cash. "Alright, I'm interested in learning something new." She was referring to his cannabis offer. If he could grow good quality strains in this little tavern, and was willing to teach her, she could perhaps go into business with him. After all, this shitty world needed more friendly pot smokers and she needed to make some "honest" money....fast.