Your bank specializes in accounts for villains and monsters; accepting currencies from gold and cash, to blood and souls. As the only teller for the bank, write about a casual day’s work, or your most interesting clientele.
The morning sun rose high and red above the city, casting a fiery glow over the buildings and streets. It was another beautiful day at the Bank of the Unseen. I, the lowly teller, opened the heavy iron doors and stepped inside, bracing myself against the pungent smell of sulfur that permeated the air. I took a moment to glance around my workplace - a dimly lit, labyrinthine fortress guarded by gargoy
The sun had barely crept over the horizon, casting a weak orange glow over the craggy peaks of Mount Dracula. The chill in the air was palpable, a crisp reminder that autumn was well underway. In the valley below, nestled between the twisting turns of the River of Souls, the Bank of the Undead hummed to life. I, Draculia, had greeted the new day as the first rays of sunlight gr