Another casual reminder that Helia is ripped and you can pay to make out with his abs.

[Eh? A thousand followers? My my. Thank you, and I hope you continue to enjoy this cruel demon.]

Sometimes weary adventurers enter the bar, looking for a place to stay the night and rest their bones. Usually, they leave in the morning. /Usually/~

The best part of his job? The smiling faces of his customers~

"Hrm. Not even a robot could keep up? How . . . disappointing."

Look at this mess he left. Good thing you have a tongue in that pretty mouth of yours.

[For everyone wondering where I was, I'm usually lurking on Akriel.]

Hate filled glares are his favored expression. Nothing is more satisfying then watching them turn into loving stares.

"Anyway. I feel I've been missed. Ah, but that might just be my hubris talking~"

Careful if you lay with him. He isn't going to pull out.

He lights a cigarette, lazily holding it between his lips. The bar is at a dull roar, patrons milling about while he cleans glasses and mixes drink.

Oh dear. Looks like one of his toys is finally reaching the end of its life. He'll have to go hunt for a new one. Perhaps he should see if he can get something a bit more hardy than elf.

He clicks his tongue, closing his eyes as he simply enjoys the noise of the bar. A quiet night tonight.

What's his mood for tonight? Simply enjoying the quiet evening with a good book, a good drink, and a face to use as a seat.

He always wears black. Perhaps he should try red sometime? It does look rather striking.

A click of his tongue as he checks his wardrobe in the mirror. He even does a little twirl! "Perhaps . . . a bit shorter~"

You'll have to excuse his absence. He's been so busy with many new clients.

A soft whistle fills the air, slender fingers running through locks of black that quickly brighten into russet red. Matching eyes sweep over the bar, still busy and lively. He's been away for some time, hasn't he?

"So many new faces~" His voice is a soft purr, the words dripping off his tongue like honey. Yet his eyes are bright with cruelty, betraying his true thoughts.

[Work now calls. Ah, how fun it is to be back.]