Spiking (Quasit)
To say that the past 24 hours had been eventful would be a immense understatement, your walls still somewhat slick from the fluids your familiar had been oozing out as you would watch your friends leave down the pathway, glancing around at all of them before your eyes focused on Cyrus, the man who had got you into this mess in the first place. You had no idea why your friends at brought him over to your house nor why they had appeared at your house in the first place especially given that they weren’t invited not did you really want them there but they seemed determined to come in so you let them in, watching Cyrus walk in as you figured that you could cook some food for the group. Thankfully you had the help of your familiar and companion Itch to help you out with the matters, the little three foot tall quasit being able to cook up a meal and entertain the guests pretty well, the only issue being that the demon... wasn’t exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. Not to say that she...