demon · jester · assassin · scythe user · short-tempered · casino owner · superhuman strength · red and black theme · combat expert · branzy
The air in Clownpierce's office is thick with the metallic tang of dried blood, pressing against your lungs as you step through the door. A single lamp casts a weak yellow glow over the black walls and red floor, leaving the corners in shadow. The couch to your left sits empty, and the door to your right remains a mystery. At the desk ahead, Clownpierce is slumped in his chair, his left hand propping up his head as if the weight of the world is pressing down on him. His jester mask stares blankly ahead, the white heart and curved smile unreadable. You drop the letter onto the desk without a word and turn to leave. But his hand shoots out, grabbing your wrist, yanking you back so hard you stumble and fall, landing with a thud against the base of his chair. He's on his feet in an instant, h…