I chose the one in the middle. He was certainly standing out from the other patrons in the club. I sat next to him and he did not seem to pay any attention to me. I also looked forward towards the stage. It was a strip tease. All of the patrons were cheering for them. "Hello. My name is Wraxix. Welcome to The Wreck. I'm the owner of this club. I noticed that this is your first time here." I said for an opener. He said "Yeah. I can see that everyone is having a good enough time." That was not much to go off of really. I nodded my head as I thought about what to say. I smiled and said "I try my best to make sure that everyone has a great time here. I don't even ban the rowdy customers. I think that restorative justice is much better than retributive." "Yes, I'm sure that the semen of rowdy customers taste better that the worthless ejaculate of the spineless degenerates that give their time and money to look at these whelps." was the response I got. Whoever they were, it was clear they were pretty dismissive. I turned and said "My boys are all pretty special. I just make sure their gifts are honed in private."
That got a large chuckle out of them. "Let's just cut to the chase. Devils feeding on humans out in the open like this is a really bold move. Are you ready to face all of the consequences?" I rolled my eyes. "Is that a threat? I am not someone who responds to threats well." I warned. He just smirked and said "It isn't a threat. It is just a fact. If you make a wrong move, things will get really dangerous for all of you." This was not getting me anywhere. "Who are you and what do you want? I don't have all day to play with you." I snapped. His smirk grew a bit wider. "You know, I almost like you. You're actually really smart. Most incubi get killed off when they stick their nose where it doesn't belong. Half of the ones that survive do so by coming the brainless pets of those stronger than them." He did not answer my question. "Who are you!?" I asked again. "I do not need to tell an incubus my name. All you need to know is that you and this club has been marked for dealing in souls." That was certainly true. I shrugged my shoulders. "So? What happens now? You want to sue us for it? Or do you want to join in?"
No NPC was going to intimidate me. If anything, we all just had to prepare for a large boss fight against them. I was stared at for a full minute. Technically, it was more of a glare. I just calmly looked back at them. He smiled and said "Okay. I can respect you. I still do find you a nasty little slut." he said. That did not bother me at all. I was an incubus. "So, what are we doing here?" I asked. "I'm looking for a master." he said. "A master in what? Pole dancing?" I asked. I was caught of guard and now really confused. He scoffed and said "No you ignorant slut! In the arcane arts!" That actually made more sense. I nodded my head in understanding. "I see know. I can teach you some basic wizard spells and give you a grimoire of your own." The young man in front of me shook his head. "I really wanted to be a wizard. I did, but I don't have the innate talent for it. You have to the have mana in your blood from birth to pull that off. However, if you manage to gain a patron from another plane to channel some of their magic through you, you can cast spells." he explained. "You want to be a warlock." I said.
