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Whittle Berry brought in a large book from a corner in the room... at least I think it's a book, it had blueish silver hard cover, that felt metallic and strange runes engraved on it, she placed it on top of the mud brown coffee table and opened it.

"Chrissie the Dark, Valencia Selser and Sweet Cat," She spoke, A couple of people's faces hovered over the pages of the open book, One was an Ogre making a disgusted, he had a tattoo of the number 33 on the left side of his face, they look like Orcs, just without the tusks, another was a Dark Elf with warm chestnut coloured eyes, though his smile made him resemble a sadistic murderer.

The last was a Human woman with cropped Red hair and Emerald green eyes, she was smiling like a Cheshire cat, honestly of the three of them, she scared me the most, there was something not quite right with her, I just couldn't figure it out....

"Well Georgie? What do you think?" Whittle Berry purred, she said this while staring me straight in the eye, the room itself was giving me mental damage, the colours were simply to bright and nauseating, in contrast Sir George and Whittle Berry were dull and safe, I didn't meet Sir George's eyes because they were glowing with such fierce intensity that I feared blindness, with no choice I had to stare at Whittle Berry.

She winked at me, I shuddered, "H-How does this thing work, what are these words?" I stuttered pointing at the glowing yellow words were the images emerged from, I don't know what the language says.... but it resembled Dutch or something of the like, that much I could tell.

"Oh don't you worry about that honey," she cooed, "What size are you?" She asked.

".....what?"

"Your size Honey..... Small, medium, LARGE?" she laughed causing me to blush.

"Not these ones, they're.... too crazy," Sir George spoke, "You can tell just from that?" I asked, he nodded his head, it seemed incredulous but not the strangest power I've seen.

"Okay, what about these ones." Whittle Berry said as she turned the page, "Alex the Clever, Philmont The Yellow and Dixie of Blind Barrels," she spoke a couple of names again.

The first was a Normal looking man save for his pig ears, the other was beast with Cruel black eyes, a veiny blue nose and long sharp bull horns sticking from his forehead, I don't know why they call him Yellow but if I saw this dude on the street, lord knows I'm sprinting to the other side!

The girl was.... I couldn't make much outta her, her face was all bandaged up like a mummy, only her eyes were visible enough and that.... they were hollowed out sockets!

Jesus Christ! please Sir George not this one, even the bull dude seems better!

"Next!" He said, I sighed in relief causing Whittle Berry to giggle and Sir George to shake his head.

"W-what?"

"You've met fair scarier people here boy,"

"Yeah? I'm not gonna be living under them, am I?"

He laughed at me, "This one is too cute," Whittle Berry chided me, "If only you knew the legend of Bradley the Drought Bane, you'd know how silly you sound, ahahaha!" she continued.

"Not many know he's that Bradley, even I was astonished when he first revealed that to me...." Sir George sighed.

We continued looking through the book for new recruits, all the while Whittle Berry made passes at me, I asked her why she's not disgusted by the Roachers , she said it made me look eerie in the good way, said it'll be kinda Kinky too.... Jesus....

Eventually sir George settled on two people, a Manticore named Ras the Wretched, he was really skinny, with hollowed out cheeks and a dusty grey eye patch on his right eye, I couldn't look at his full body but it seemed he had a lotta burn scars on him... yikes.

The other was a Fae, she had Translucent insect wings, bright long purple hair and elf like features, the long ears and fair pale skin, she was very pretty and tiny.... she could fit into the palm of my hand is what I'm saying.

"Hmmm... consider it done! Now for my payment," Whittle Berry smiled, Sir George sighed and stepped close, they kissed, it.... was kinda.... making uncomfortable, she ran her hands around him while he simply stood still, eventually he pulled away in exasperation while she sighed, isn't this sexual harassment? I'm pretty sure it is...

"It's times like this I'm glad I followed in my Daddy's footsteps!" She laughed.

"Your dad was a guard?" I asked

"Yep! and his Ma before him and her pa and his Ma, and-"

"So a generational thing, huh?"

She nodded her head.

"Well boys, do you have anymore business with me?" She asked innocently while staring at me.

"Well.... yes, the boy needs to use the Psychic projector,"

"That'll cost him!"

"I.... I don't care, I just want to speak to my sister, please..."

She studied me with her eyes, sizing me up.

"I can give you a discount...."

"Tha-"

"For a kiss! 20k! For free you'll have to-"

"Pass!" What is wrong with this woman? I don't know what she takes me for but why would I.... after what I've seen tonight, no!

".....You know that just makes you more appealing, right? We're going to have fun together very soon, I just have a feeling!" She laughed.

It's not I don't find her attractive, she's veryyyy, plentyyyyy, but c'mon I'm not gonna mess around with someone that loose! Why would I? That's as cliche as a man can get, y'know? Thinking with your di-

"So you wanna speak with your sis? I'll give you a discount anyways, 45k, call it.... an investment in a promising relationship on my part," She winked at me.

She brought out a strange device from the same corner she did with the book, it was... a helmet of sorts, it was coloured Red and Yellow and had a big black button on it's forehead, she handed it over to me.

It felt like touching tree bark and it smelt like one too, the red coloured part was intricately curved in spirals while the yellow was smooth as a marble.

"Put this on and press the button honey, next concentrate on the person you wanna talk to and boom!"

I did as she said and received a startling headache for my troubles.....

"Oops.... forgot it's your first time, sorry!" She rubbed the carvings and the headache resided.

Images of people flashed through my mind until finally I locked in on Cece...