There was hardly any time for saving up, given the incursions, any practical person who was not interested in readily risking their lives to protect anyone, already believed they were on the losing side. So all they could do was live life to the fullest, which was as precious as it was unpredictable their life was in these dangerous times.
Red Hades played a monumental role in supplying things that would aid these business men. To sell something a desperate soul could peg their hope and safety on, was easy in times like this. From idols of gods that were believed to protect against the demons, to simple lucky charms for those less aligned with the church. After all this, when the rich liars and the scounderals needed a place to unwind, to drown their guilt, their sorrow and their fear, Red Hades was instrumental in providing oceans of pleasures for precisely that purpose.
Rumor had it, that the next incursion would take place in the bowels of the coastal lands of Astera. While Victor wasn't too eager to jump into the mouth of this dangerous beast. It was going to become the new hub for business. He had his ducks in a row, all the poor victims he had swindled to play meat shield for him, if push came to shove. He particularly looked forward to his time with a certain new recruit. She'd hopefully offer him his own special brand of joy and amusement.
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