Thread:Orion's Dagger/@comment-27989107-20190907151914/@comment-5647250-20190919021206

(Lord Erebus shrinks in on itself, swallowing its burdens into its body for storage. He darts away among shadows.)

Yriscal: Honey, you don't have to keep doing this.

(Samaritana kicks again, sending Yriscal into a tree with a crack)

Samaritana: You are the scum of the Earth.

Yriscal: ...(he returns to muttering 'There was a Crooked Man')

Samaritana: (She frowns) What are you saying, this nonsense about a crooked man as your final moments dawn upon you? No, you're problems were caused by the foul blue demon.

Yriscal: (he laughs wryly as he looks between Hermit and Samaritana) I never said that. (he holds onto his left arm as he stands up, the humerus seemingly broken) I said the marble was from a demon, I never said it was a demon who gave me the marble. It was a very Crooked Man. (he chuckles) Perhaps if I sing it again? I have nothing left to lose to him after all (he taps his head and makes a mocking sound of something hollow)

Gabriel: Alright. Seer, Líf, take care.

Seer: Okay, Gabriel, try not to accidentally get exorcised.

Gabriel: (he huffs) Even if I am the Black Shuck, I'm still also the Church Grim. They wouldn't dare try.