<strong>Name:</strong>Shenovi Katsakachi<br/><strong>Title:</strong>Trumpeter<br/><strong>Species:</strong>Demon?<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Tavern Vicinity<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tiberius, Kadence, Antonius<br/><br/>He made no attempt to hide the yawn of boredom that escaped his lips when the human male went about his holy preaching business. How dull and so commonly placed, he could recall in former lives of similar babble; and fewer of ones that had merit behind the boldness. The poor idiot just didn’t see the bigger picture, nor did Shenovi have any desire or drive to grant any power to him. Such would be wasted, probably twisted and used to purge the demonic forces and that wouldn’t do, no, it wouldn’t do at all. The woman along him was also at a lack of words and he had half the mind to take the book from her just to get what he sought out of her. Also, did that male believe his wards would work, protection serve a point against an opposing force; prayer or curses did naught. He wasn’t bound by the laws of God or the Devil and as such he saw no need to serve them either.<br/><br/><strong>”Point your sword at me again, and I will rip out your intestines and hang you by them from the tallest cathedral I can find, for everyone to see.”</strong>He spoke dryly, the first of given comments that he would provide. Wouldn’t it be an interesting sight nonetheless, if there was anything Shenovi love to do, it was vexing one side by making a prime example of their choice servants. His gaze delivered a challenging glance towards the mortal, sizing him up, and he was one to hint towards arrogance?<strong>”Now that was a threat, you might wish to pursue the difference of such things in the future.”</strong><em>If you live that long.</em>He added bluntly, easily shrugging the mortal off, despite being indirectly threatened from before.   The sword though wouldn’t be any good for Shenovi, even though he despised wielding weapons; though he loathed holy and cursed ones the most, and frowned down on them being in the use of humans.<br/><br/><strong>”Now what will your answer be? I assure you, I am good to my word. Humor my curiosity and I will be on my way. The longer I dabble here the more likely I am to deal with other mortals and their… <em>charming</em> gestures.”</strong>The last was sighed out as his gazed flicked back to the male.<strong>”Or angels.”</strong>He continued dully, the presence was hinted, he could sense those of power, usually a tickle of goose bumps from what was amidst. Next the Demon Lord may pop up, Shenovi wouldn’t put it pass such a being if that were to happen. Even the idea made him laugh hysterically out loud, despite the inquiry he was given,  it could be put off that he was laughing towards the Arch Angel that intruded in Shenovi‘s game; but not at all.<br/><br/>Though the riddle itself was also humorous and that madness had just as suddenly wavered as he calmed himself.<strong>”Why this realm is my <em>home</em>, and as a resident I do not take kindly of it being invaded by unwanted house guests. Though it appears my neighbors are too incompetent as well in allowing such to happen. The poor girl might even foresee me madder to talk to myself, unless Mr. Holy over there has the right amount of power to allow her to see you just as I; but I doubt it, I‘ll be surprise if he could shit a blessed turd. Needless to say, you are intruding on mortal business, would God approve, I wonder? I honestly care not. I still want my answer from her or I may be forced to force your hands in resistance in my effort to take the book; but I would rather just be on my way. You know, doing human stuff, sightseeing, gambling, plotting world domination, those types of things.”</strong>He breathed out, he didn’t give two shits about the book regardless nor did he care for how seriously they may take him for; although the way he went about on it was nonchalant. She could very well keep the damn thing, it was them that was making this a burden on himself, not the other way around.<br/>