International Demon Wrangling Company

[Tina]

Maylien held the blanket to cover herself as she was still naked, blushing furiously.
"If your going to carry me at least carry me to the nearest person who can help me."

[Rayleonarde]

Valentine kicked off the floor, and floated to her own room. "Clothes. And a few days rest. You will have my room." As she spoke, Valentine placed Maylien down on the vixen's (I think?) own bed, tossed her some clothes, and nodded, walking out of the room and closed the door behind her.

[Tina]

Maylien laid there for second and than sighs.
"...thanks for helping me." She mutters and slowly starts getting dressed. Jeans didn't exactly fit on her as she was jack legged (meaning her legs bend out behind her like the e plegs of a feral.) so she put on a dress.

[Razuel]

Name: (Last, First, Middle) Dracon, Razuel, Pyrais


Age: 21


Species: Dragon


Gender: Male


Disposition: Mortal


Tact: Tends to work alone, but doesn't mind a partner, temporary or long-term


Preferred weapon(s): He prefers fighting with swords and a high powered pistol


Anything else of note: His weapons consist of a Holy Damascus Steel Sword (It looks demonic, but is feared by demons), and he owns an A4 MAGNUM with modifiers, and finally he is usually known as a famous mercenary, but has fallen on hard times, and has decided to actually work for a business for once


((I'm too lazy to look back on what has happened, so could I have some help on finding out on where to pop in?))

[Rayleonarde]

((Looks good Raz.))

[Ibi Tanvaal]

Name: Ibi Tarkhan

Age: 19

Species: Fox (Anthro)

Gender: Changes from time to time.

Disposition: Mortal.

Tact: Works alone, but wishes for a team.

Preferred weapon(s): Katana and sniper rifle

Anything else of note: The sniper rifle is unique in that it can fire two rounds at once.
The katana has a mister in the hilt that sprays holy water (absolutely a demon repellent) if Ibi gets desperate.
Ibi will start as neutral and will be going by they/them/their.

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Somewhere, in the distance, Ibi was caught in combat. Though they fought valiantly, but the demon was too much for them. It overcame their abilities and left them badly wounded. They fled, hoping the demon didn't pursue them.
They spotted a group, not too far away. They raised their sniper rifle and shot the air a few times, hoping to grab their attention.
Then, they passed out.

[Razuel]

Raz was flying  through the sky to his new job and hit a bird then landed in front of the building that he'd be working at now, and then walked in

[Cifero Windtail]

(We're only allowed one character, right? Or one character with multiple people in their head?)

[Razuel]

(Sorry about that, I fixed it)

[Cifero Windtail]

(Um.... okay then. o-o)

[Ibi Tanvaal]

It took time, but Ibi regained consciousness. Their wounds were bad, but they could walk - albeit with a limp. They headed towards a building that was nearby and stumbled in the door.
Well, at least it's not empty...
They tried to get the attention of the dragon that was there too. "Hey, can I get some help?"

[Cifero Windtail]

Zephyr, hearing Ibi, turned and widened his eyes. "Crud," he said, rushing over. "Are you alright?"

[Ibi Tanvaal]

"Been worse..." Ibi said. It wasn't entirely untrue, but they were sure they had some internal bleeding.
"Got any medics around?"

[Razuel]

Raz looked at Ibi with a blank and slightly concerned face, "I'm sorry for my lack of emotion, I've just seen this kinda thing too many times before, but besides that, what happened.", Razuel quickly grabbed a fold out chair and set it behind Ibi.

[Ibi Tanvaal]

"Big one got me. At least 50 feet tall." Ibi said. "It was heavily armoured too, I couldn't get through."