Owlriel

Devouring Light

“Oh right, they’re coming. I suggest going out the back way, follow me. I figure I’ll head home as well. I badly need a shower before the elixir residue starts setting in. As it makes me feel every type of disgusting for a week,” Asran said. He clearly didn’t care if his priests came rushing into the temple only to discover he was gone. They’d most likely figure out that he’d just gone home.
“Also we are still on for tomorrow. I’m going to help you figure out a job in the city. Though just to be sure nothing happens to you till then,” he said. Then summoned his imps with a thrum from his throat. The imps looked at Asran then to Ayrie they hissed at her. Making Asran snark at them making them cower slightly. “Watch over Ayrie protect her, and come get me if there is trouble you cannot handle. Ayrie is my personal guest in this city. Do I make myself clear?” Asran’s tone was powerful, and commanding letting there be no room for negotiation.

Devouring Light

Asran looked at Ayrie with an amused expression. He loved how cheeky she could be, making such demands of him. He then stopped realizing what he’d just felt. Then sighed deeply, and smiled again it was warm. “Alright, after facing all that I do suppose you’ve earned my name. My name is Asran Throckmorton, lord to the sin of Gluttony,” he said bowing slightly at the hip a hand arching under him. “It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, lady Ayrie.” Then raised himself to be standing up right. Then flicked her on the forehead slightly. “Also don’t get cheeky. I told you how I don’t want to talk about it. You’re also going to have to figure that out on your own. Ask the priests if it’s so important to you.”

Devouring Light

“Ayrie wait, please. The reason I didn’t take your hand was because I could hurt you. Most assuredly it would unintentional, but I would. My magic after taking that elixir bath can get rather erratic. With how powerful I am, and with you being the opposite alignment. It’d be like touching a power line you’d be shot back like a bullet after having your entire body fried. Not pleasant to experience or to witness,” Asran said plainly.

Then moved to a dresser to grab an enchanted bracer, and a shirt. He started fitting the shirt on and said, “I will be completely better by tomorrow after some exercises to put me back into control.”

After the shirt was on he but the bracer on his left wrist while turning to look at Ayrie. He had a devious look, and an amused smirk. “Also even if you went to Markus he would send you straight to me. You do realize I’m his boss right? Or did you forget, I’m lord Gluttony. I always get what I desire.” He then approached Ayrie in slow easy strides closing the distance between them. He gently took her chin in his hand. His bracer had powerful enchantments on them stopping his magic from flowing out without his say so.

Asran leaned in close to her so they were eye to eye. “What I desire is simple. But, since you figured out one of my little secrets. I’m going to give you a new one, and that is. What is it that I desire from you? Till you can figure it out Ayrie, no one else is to help you unless I tell them to. They are only to help you with exactly what I tell them to as well. If they go against. They’ll be punished severely for it. Do I make myself perfectly clear Ayrie?” He then smirked more it went from ear to ear. Asran might be a nice guy usually, but make no mistake he was still very much a demon.

The butler imp came up from behind Asran, and smacked him hard with a newspaper. “Ow! Watch it,” Asran yelped. Turning around to stare at the traitorous little imp. “Sir, you told me to hit you when you were letting your demonic side show too much. Be glad I didn’t hit you with a metal pole like you told me to.” Asran growled as he pulled away from Ayrie rubbing at the back of his head with a deep sigh. “Sorry about that, another side effect of that damn elixir, and my magic going wild. Mood swings, nasty ones too.” He then stepped away from her.

Devouring Light

Asran groaned as he realized that he had been asking Ayrie to trust him. Well not so much asking really. But, he had been trying to show her he was indeed trustworthy. Even though he was lying, when Ayrie was nothing but honest... ugh, the hypocrisy of it all gave him a headache.
“Look, you’re right. But, I just don’t feel comfortable talking about it. Bringing up a trust thing was more of a not really thought out excuse; Sorry. Just don’t ask me about it, please.”
He then looked to her hand, but he stood up on his own with effort. Not wanting to hurt her with his lack of control he was experiencing. Chances were if he touched her the whiplash of power could send her flying.

Devouring Light

Asran blushed and recoiled as Ayrie called him out on being Gluttony. But, at the mention of his curse his face went to a stony sad expression. “I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t trust you enough for that,” he said shaking his head. “I’m sorry you had to witness that. Usually I’m more careful about how much energy I spend. But, lately I have found myself being too lax with my energy expenditure.”

Talking about his curse was one of the most difficult, and painful things for him. Even thinking about it brought him pain. He rubbed at the bridge of his nose then gently moved to get up. He needed to get home, get cleaned up. Most likely change clothes as well.

Devouring Light

“While the damage was bad. It wasn’t any worse than usual, so I think another hour or two,” the butler said. Then fluffed his masters pillows, and gently took to washing the elixir off his skin with a towel.

After an hour Asran began to rouse awake. He groaned in discomfort before opening his eyes. Before he could lift his body the butler set a hand to his shoulder. “Easy there,” he said. Asran groaned setting a hand to his head. “I feel like a chugged eight barrels of mead, and a barrel of wine as a chaser,” he said.

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I am looking for another RP partner. Looking to do different plot type. Like student, and master. Or stuck in a death game.

Devouring Light

“Not to worry there is another solution to that,” he said then stopped. He looked like he was going to say something more, but stopped himself. Knowing that revealing one secret was bad. But revealing the one about Asran ordering, him and his fellow imps to follow her? Yikes, no thanks he liked his body unharmed. “It’ll be alright you’ll still be protected. Asran is sure to swing to your rescue if he needs to.” He smiled kindly at Ayrie trying to allay her worries.

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The butler smiled glad that Ayrie liked Nadia. “That’s good news, Nadia is the kindest and most understanding of all the priests. Though make no mistake if she wanted to she could destroy an entire city. Then again all the priests have that kind of power. But, they pale in comparison to the master. Though that would be if he actually had a destructive bone in his body. Which is why some people mistake him for the sin of sloth.”

“You can’t be that daft can you? I may be fine with you now. You’ve seen the markings on his skin the pain they bring. You also know of the fear, and apprehension he holds towards any church. Now imagine you’re not you but like me or anyone else that cares about him. What would you do to protect him from someone that looks like they would truly seek to do him harm? To what extents would you go,” he said calmly.

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“The festival should be continuing in for,” The butler looked at his wrist watch. “For another two hours. After that Asran’s room is sure to be swamped by his priests. Though I’m certain Nadia will stop them. I will even have some of the lesser demons aid in deterring them from swarming. They make excellent body guards, I may even assign you two of them. I’m thinking either Deidrich or Walter. Both are very understanding of humans, and other religions. You actually already met Walter in his demon form.”