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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The Rolling Man" data-source="post: 4653728" data-attributes="member: 24451">The 'succubus'Voadam doesn't see anything really fiendish with the hostess. It really appears to be a simple masquerade. As he puts his arm around her waist, the tall bouncer takes a step toward them but he stops when the 'succubus' holds out an hand and slightly shakes her head. "I'm here to help kind sir." She tells Voadam with a smile. "Ah, the devil's mark ... Intriging, is it ? You see, it depends. If you just lose but don't cause any trouble, you get mine." At that, she blushes a little and kisses Voadam softly on the cheek, leaving a bit of lip rouge. She then pulls back. "But if you cause any trouble in here, you get his Mark." She says, pointing to the tall bouncer who simply grins and cracks his knuckles. "And you're right, I'm not Old Scratch. I go by the name of Lixy. No, Old Scratch is the devil you must rob tonight and he's already here." She points to the middle of the gambling hall where Voadam can see that a bird cage containing a little devil is hanging from the ceiling. Voadam has seen such creature before and knows them well. It's an imp, the little devils from hell that often act as spies, councilors or trickters. An imp is resistant to normal weapons, only blessed or silvery weapons can hurt it fully. Voadam also knows that its tail sting is poisonous and that it has a few magical powers like invisibility and the power to suggest actions to others. [ATTACH]38896[/ATTACH]Voadam takes this time to scan the rest of the casino floor. A large chest is placed on the central podium, just below the imp's cage, and it is flanked by a pair of bouncers dressed in a way similar to sultans' guards from the far south. Painted panels depicting grinning devils and hellish fires are nailed on some walls while 'heads' made of straw are planted on upright spears and pitchforks. Finally, the chandeliers hanged on the ceiling and the coal burning in copper braziers light the room in an 'hellish' way. Voadam also sees a few tieflings amongst the varied clients but, from what he has seen of Riddleport so far, this isn't unusual for this city.The young hostess giggles at the notion that the bearded 'wizard' has no soul. "Hi, hi, don't be silly, everyone has a soul. But if you insist that you have none ..." She lowers her voice. "... you can sign anyway. It will be our secret, I won't reveal anything." She concludes with a smile and another wink.OOC : Just fyi, you rolled a 13+8=21 for diplomacy and 19+6=25 for knw(planar) here.</blockquote>

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