<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/41/Xazgir_Hedon.jpeg)<br/><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">●○</span></div></div><strong>Xazgir Hedon</strong>(https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/Namey/characters/21431248)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Ruritanian Fort<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Ryst | Valora, Gloss, and Tami mentioned<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 98/98<strong>AC</strong>: 16<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: None<br/><strong>Spell Slots</strong>: ●●●● | ●●<br/><br/>A throaty chuckle spilled from Xaz's lips as he left a group of frustrated Olaqs to the sad remainder of their card game. He'd cleaned up easily (easy enough to do when you cheat) and now that their desperation had peaked, he was done with them. And speaking of, he was pretty sure the bald and beard-braided human among them was going to cry into his bedroll tonight. How fun!<br/><br/>Now, though, he had to find another source of entertainment. There was always the classic choice of drinking and fucking, but he could fall back to that at any time. Next, there was the option of meeting up his summoner and co-guardian. Then again, they would all be spending plenty of time together in the future...depending on how long Gloss survived.<br/><br/>Lucky for him, his answer appeared before him quite literally. He saw a pair of fellow fiends--the blue summoner and his not-so-obedient succubus. It didn't take much in the way of observation to piece together what was happening, and when she left her pitiable summoner in order to go get fucked in a nearby tent, he hummed to himself in quiet intrigue.<br/><br/>Then, without further hesitation, he approached the blue devil, letting loose what almost sounded like an impressed whistle as he sidled up beside him. "Looks like you're gettin' fucked." A wicked and knowing smirk played on his face, but it waned rather quickly, replaced by a surprisingly serious expression complete with a quirked, ridged brow. "You're a fiend with absolute control over one of the Abyss's very own sex pests, and rather than use her as you please or deny her her silly fancies and let her beg, you try to use reason."<br/><br/>He paused a moment, then a grin curved upon his lips, shattering any lingering graveness on his face. "A word of advice, my devilish friend: demons don't tend to listen to reason, and succubi value a fuck more than anything else. I suggest a leash. A short one. Maybe spiked. She might even like it."