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Luther stopped, a bit embarrassed that he didn't notice the other before. Listening to Dante's introduction, he grinned, "Nice to know. I'm Luther." The room wasn't filling up quickly, so he was starting to think there weren't many of them, which was a relief.
Luther heard the two talking faintly, but didn't take much notice. He was still arguing with his own demon, and didn't even hear the other man walk in.
KatherinWinter said Katherin nodded. She handed Luther a map that showed the way to the great room. She indicated for him to go ahead. She turned her attend to the door.

Luther thanked her for the map, taking the directions it gave. By the time he had made his way to the great room, his demon was trying to convince him that this would be a waste of time, reminding him of his dislike of crowds and that if all went right, there would be one. "Please, shut up." He muttered. He hated talking to the demon, it made him look insane. Of course it wouldn't stop, but he could at least try to drown it out in his thoughts while looking at how the room was decorated.
KatherinWinter said She opened the door and handed him the note she had wrote earlier: Hello my name is Katherin Winter. Welcome to my castle. Please come in. We will start once everyone has arrived.

Luther took the note, reading it over and taking the invite in. He looked back at her, "Luther Chervenik." Even from just these two words, it was becoming clear communication wasn't one of his strong points. "Christ, this place is huge." Considering it was a castle, it was obvious, but he was still stunned. It was also a new place, which meant less control for him.
Luther had lost track of how long the demon had been haunting him. At first, he chalked it up to finally losing his marbles, seeing horrific things out of nowhere and hearing a voice in his head. A demon, it said...He wasn't even religious. Eventually, he did come around to the idea that it was more than his own mind. His nightmares got more livid every night, to the point where he couldn't sleep; no drugs were helping the hallucinations and even a week in a psych ward did nothing; recently his boyfriend had broken up with him, the nightmares affecting him too. And while all of this sucked, he was finally starting to get accustomed to awful hallucinations, and bringing his grades back up in school.

Receiving an email, he was skeptical for awhile about it. Someone was probably just messing with him, but at the same time the woman sounded like she knew what she was talking about. He decided to give her a chance, and arrived at the castle. He had never even seen one in person, it was pretty impressive. After knocking, Luther stood at the main entrance, waiting for a response.
Thanks man o:
I've never heard of the book series before though, sounds interesting.
Name: Luther Chervenik
Age: 24
Appearance:
Personailty: Luther can be pretty lazy, with a bad habit of procrastinating. He's a loner, and although he likes to stay out of the way of other people's business, has a cynical nature. Not many people know he has a sense of humor due to his tendency to avoid others. He likes smoking and playing the accordion, and has chronic insomnia.
Bio: Luther grew up living with his grandmother, his mother in prison and his dad not taking responsibility for him. He grew up relatively normal and goes to college for virology. While he likes visiting his mother, he hasn't visited her since his demon showed up.
Demon: Nightmares
Luther sighed, going to a cabinet. Twenty wasn't bad, but playing these kinds of games with the renegades always annoyed him. Who cared if they died by a public execution or on the field? They were still going to die. He put back a few lethal rounds, grabbing nonlethal ones instead.
Getting prepared, Luther stopped for a moment, looking at the gun in his hands. It really was a beautiful thing, and it was weird to think that humans invented them. "...Do we have an estimate?" While they rarely did, it was always nice to know.
Luther sauntered over to the main armory, taking a glance at what Micah was getting. Though he didn't know much about the man himself, he could respect the number of kills he had. He had always preferred to kill them - Both options meant death, but one was quicker. It was easier on himself, too. However, he did take a few tranquilizer rounds, so he wouldn't return empty handed.
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