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Imagine if you will that your eyes do not see everything as it is. Among you are those who are not quite the same, yet not all that different. That lady has red eyes, or that man is wearing a jacket on a hot day. These small things and more to a trained eye signals a demon.

Demons of reality are much different than the demons of mythology. Many are friendly and happy to leave others alone, though not all. You see all demons start out as humans, just humans that are "special". Their demon soul can manifest its self and transform these humans into true demons, and this is how they are born.

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Ok so here is the basic idea. Humans are a neutral vessal that has no soul, most of the time. However, if a human is the descendant of a demon-human pairing they receive a soul. This soul remains mostly inactive (causing some health problems and temper issues but nothing life threatening early on) unless "unsealed" by a manifested demon. When "unsealed" the human body is reformed over the course of weeks to months (depending on how dramatic) to the form of the soul. If a soul is not unsealed eventually the human body will degrade until they die a painful death when they are middle aged to late, often of organ failure.

Some humans do have the ability to sense a demon, often they are descendant of demon-human pairings but to far down the line to have a demon soul themself (the souls stop appearing after about 3 generations. Also demon-demon pairings cannot produce children as women are infertile).

The general roleplay would start out with 1 demon and 2+ demons-to-be all working at the same place. Trust me I have a few plot twists before transformation time. There are types of demons and I can put of their information if this takes off.
Although most of the message was lost in translation, Ishay realized he was welcome to sit down and gladly did so.

When the gentleman said "So, Ishay, you may voice any inquiry you have for me, because I have potentially hundreds for you." Ishay thought carefully as he tried to translate the statement. Despite his best efforts the only word he could make out was 'hundred'

'Oh he must want me to pay for my drink.' He thought. He fought back annoyance by reminding himself that this man is from a land with strange customs and evidently one of them is to pay for your own drink.

With a sigh Ishay fished out a small pouch that had been hidden inside his clothes and opened it to pull out some coins. The coins were bright pieces of metal, polished to the point they gleamed even in the dim light. Silently counting has pulled out four large silver coins (about 1.5 troy ounces each) that were emblazoned with the royal crest and the Procellian oath, which he slid across the table to his guest.

"Hundred" He said with a smile

"Name?" Ishay asked as the waiter gave him a glass and poured some drink into it, cementing Ishay's belief he had been correct in assuming he had to pay for a drink.

The waiter quietly said "Would our esteemed guests care for a mechanical translator? It is not as exact as a human but still serves its purpose."

(OOC: Procellian characters are similar to Chinese or Korean. Each symbol means one word or idea and the difference between some is tiny. Though it has more curves and less straight lines)

(OOC: Basically you type in a word or phrase and it reads it aloud in a foreign language. But it is not exact, think of Google translate. English to Procellian would be very rough since the language is not well known outside of Procellia, and needless to say the only one they have that includes Procellian is English to Procellian)
Poor Ishay. He only knows a few things about English that he learned in the past month, and now he is trying to have a conversation with a man who probably thinks he is the oddest looking human alive.
Ishay was taken aback for a moment. He did not know what to say, he had not even considered that the man might not know Procellian. He thought for a moment about what to do, he had begun a conversation so leaving would be unforgivably rude. He thought for a moment about how to proceed and finally thought of English, he had studied it somewhat on the way here since the messenger had said it was the international language, but was so new to it he wouldn't have used it in most other circumstances.

He though hard, and with a faltering smile did a na and said "I Ishay.... um?" he said gesturing at the empty chair "Us talk... Yes?"

His alabaster face was flushed, and his purple almond eyes showed his shear embarrassment about his ignorance of English, or for that matter of any other language. Ishay was certain this man thought he was stupid and ignorant.
I decided to end my meeting with Rudolf since he was not posting. My post is up right now.
After dinner Ishay and the council rose to see their guest out, as promised politics had not been discussed in any length during the meeting. They offered profuse thanks to Rudolf for his attendance s he was escorted by one of the guards out of the suite.

"Well he seemed nice" Ishay said simply, standing up to stretch

"Yes, but I suspect he holds more sway than he let off" said Leth

"I agree, but at least he seems to hold us in a positive view" Said the hook nosed advisor, while the rest of the council nodded their heads

"I think that I will go for a walk" Ishay announced, Leth stood to protest but Ishay said "don't worry. I will stay on the building. I just want to work off some of this dinner and maybe see what the hotel looks like. I don't need a guard for that."

Leth argued with him for about a minute before finally dropping the subject, resigned to the Dras' thick headedness
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The trip down to the main floor was not long at all, with the elevator and no crowds most of the time taken was because Ishay was simply meandering and taking in the hotel. He wandered the main floor for a while, chatting with a few workers and also studying a map of the island he obtained at the front desk.

His wanderings eventually led him to the hotel restaurant, despite feeling full he felt inclined to take a look and see if anyone was there. It was mostly empty, probably because it was past dinner time for most people but also probably since room service was no doubt well used for the meal today,

As a matter of fact Ishay could only see one person, a tall man with dark skin sitting alone at a tiny table. Ishay's curiosity was peaked at his unusual looks. He walked over to the table slowly, making no sound in his soft shoes.

(In Procellian) "Good evening good sir, may I be so blessed as to relieve you of your loneliness?" He said in his soft and kind voice, not even thinking about the fact the man might not speak Procellian
If espicules doesn't post by the end if the day I'll end the current meeting and meet you in the lobby.

I'll just say it was pleasant idle chatter
Y'all can negotiate deals between yourselves and NPCs. You don't need to wait for me and espiculeas
It's a presidential republic so there isn't a prime minister and he would have been elected. The monarchy died a century ago. But I like the character, he seems practical but still proud of his nation.
Didos said
Can do.Edit: Also, correct me if I'm wrong, but it sounds like you were referring to the Balkan Peninsula, not the Baltic.


Yes sorry. It is the area of the former Austria-Hungary
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