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 begun to paint the morning sky with hues of pink and orange as I, Morwen of the Darkwood, settled into my routine at the Maleficent Mortgages and Monstrous Money Market, or M4 as the unsavory lot affectionately dubbed it. I swept the ancient stones of the foyer clean of the lingering dust, the last remnants from the night before. The scent of decaying roses waft