Bee
I went to go see Beelzaden, the Fallen for ideals about starting a pirate crew. He advised me, “Steal a ship, turn the crew into mindless minion, money and death will draw other of our world to you. But remember you must never bend to any of them for they will try to take advantage of you.” I laugh at the ideal of someone taking advantage of me, for I am an ancient and have spent much time seeking out power, few I fear, but still I listen to Bellzaden for he is one of the few I fear and trust. After his advice we sat in silence, it was not awkward but nice, peaceful, till Bee ruined it with questions. “So why do you to start a pirate crew in the first place, is it not a little flamboyant for you?” I replied, “Because I am bored, and it may be a little flamboyant but does it not sound fun? I wonder why no one else in here has tried.” I waved around the room; it was full of demons and devil that were drinking everything from rum to blood. Bee’s tavern is one of the few place where monsters of our world can gather without fear of a raid by hunters of constant fighting within our own, after all now one wants to piss off a Fallen. Bee laughed at me but did not reply. I do not know why he laughed at me, for what is wrong with my ideal?
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