The food that was ordered would come. The Daemon would eat alongside with her company for a time. But after the meal and treats were gone, so too should she leave. After all, there was art to place on her wall and things to be done before she would be dragged to another task or quest.
The Daemon gave a quick bow to the pair. ” Thank ye for yer time loves. Find yerself welcomed in the North, though may ya mind the Angel. He bites. If ya need of me, call me anytime. I’m sure if ya find a raven along the way, ye could tell ‘em yer message and they’ll find me.”
She turned around only to be enveloped in feathers soon after. A raven darting out of the vortex of plumage on their way up, further North.
Curtain Call
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