<div class="floatright">(https://i.redd.it/k34o1yvcvi221.jpg)</div><strong>Ryst</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2090385)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Ruritanian Fort<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Xazgir | Open<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 30/30<strong>AC</strong>: 18<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Ryst was focusing inwards, preparing for what he hoped wouldn't occur but knew that was a false hope. As a result he was only half paying attention to the arrival of the new demon's whistle and intrusion. "Tested at every corner..." he mouthed quietly as he slowed, but didn't stop, and began addressing Xazgir. "I am not a<em>fiend</em>, thankfully, though some of their infernal blood is my curse" A tinge of anger present in his voice. "And how I choose to appeal to my guardian is not your concern. Maybe a leash and dominance is how the abyss works, but I am neither from there nor to follow its rules."