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Daemon awoke a few hours later with a groan. His whole body tingled all over. His hand went slowly to his head as he felt a cool cloth against it. He brought his hand back down, and went to push himself up, but immediately leaned back as a wave of pain went through his side. He lifted up his...

Daemon had tailed the men to the shop. He had watched them enter as he rushed to catch up. He then caught a glance as he looked in through the window. What he saw wasn't encouraging. He saw one of the men had already gotten close to Lee. She was sleeping, completely unaware of what was going on...

Daemon smiled, sensing that this was the beginning of a good friendship. He couldn't help but notice that she had called him handsome, but he decided not to press the point... yet. He followed her down and led her back to the shop. All the way there, the torchlight lit their path, showing them a...

Daemon smiled, relieved to finally learn the girls name. However, he decided to continue to call her Lee. He listened to her story, intrigued. He had wondered why that language had sounded so familiar and now it made sense. He had indeed passed some of the villages that still spoke predominately...

Daemon smiled as he noticed her awe. He wanted to ask why she was crying, but he wanted to give her the time to take in the city. As he looked out over it, for the first time in a long time, he contemplated staying for good. Find local work, protect the town in battles and from monsters, and to...

Daemon accepted her explanation and led her outside, away from any more trouble. He was determined to end on a high note, even if the the last stop had been a little less than spectacular. He made sure she was close beside him as he began to lead the way down the street. He kept glancing around...

Daemon watched the men slink off, obviously weighing the benefit of free drinks better than an uncertain fight. Daemon watched as the men headed out a different door. He sighed for a moment, the tension leaving his body as one of the canteen women came sauntering over and handed him a drink. He...

Daemon first checked the shop for the girl. He looked between the tall aisles, hoping to see her play with some bauble or perceived treasure. He had expected her to go wandering off, but he had figured it would be fairly easy to find her. He looked down the last aisle with a sigh, wondering if...

Daemon nodded, seeing that the girl could handle herself. He went up and waited briefly in line. It moved with surprising speed, and he was soon at the front. One of the ladies looked at him, a raised eyebrow the only indication of question. Daemon nodded, the wordless question answered. He...

Daemon followed her up the steps as she looked at the carved creatures protecting the building. "They're called lions. They're known for being fierce, smart creatures. I've never seen a real one but I hope to one day. From a little ways away." He said with a chuckle. Daemon turned and led the...

Daemon was on edge for a moment, but then smiled as she told him how close he was to earning her name. That would indeed be quite a feat. At this point, most thoughts of the potion were out of his mind and he was solely interested in learning more about the girl. She spoke a language he was...

Daemon smiled as he watched her take in all the new sights. Her excitement was so contagious, in fact, that he was beginning to realize just how beautiful the city was. He had always thought of the city as some sort of facade, the nice and beautiful places hiding the crime and nastiness...

Daemon looked at her as she spoke that language again. He thought he picked out a few words, such as armour and name but the most clear was her title of potion master. He decided that she was intentionally trying to get a rise out of him by speaking in a foreign language. He listened carefully...

Daemon turned around to ask about what Island she had meant when she stepped close to him. Very close. This girl seemed to have no grasp of personal space, or if she did, she certainly didn't care about it at the moment. She was maybe half an arm length at most from him. He stood stock still, a...

Daemon heard the pair come downstairs. He noticed the girl first. She looked... well she looked very beautiful. This seemed a little at odds with the sarcastic girl he had seen the previous night, but he assumed that everyone could clean up nice. Her father, the physician, seemed like a nice...

Daemon adjusted his armor once more as he walked down the street. The sun had started to come up, and he saw it gleaming off the top of some of the roof tops. He made sure once more that his coin pouch was tucked neatly underneath his tunic, making sure that any pickpockets wouldn't come his...

Daemon headed back to the inn, wondering where he would take the girl. Obviously she wasn't from around here, so she most likely came in from the docks, so he would avoid showing her those. He thought for a little longer before he thought of a few places they could go. Daemon headed up to his...

Daemon smiled as he noticed his final sally hit home. He chuckled as he readjusted his satchel on his waist. "Oh, I'm not so sure. It isn't uncommon to save fair young maids in my trade." He replied as he watched her slip his second vial into her pocket. He would rather keep it on him, but given...

Daemon reached over and took the vial and inserted it into his satchel, listening to her demands. He pondered for a moment what he could do. True, it wouldn't be a bad way to spend a day, escorting a pretty girl to some nice places around town, but it would mean that he would have to postpone...

Daemon watched as she began to stir the concoction, before he went to look for the bottle. The shelf was lined with bottles of various hues and sizes, and finding the right one would have been difficult if the girl had not pointed out specifically which one she had wanted him to grab. He reached...