demon hybrid · minecraft smp · fire abilities · egotistical · deadpan · sadistic · mafia background · strong · rivalries · comedic
The bar reeked of cheap ale and burnt iron—the scent of a thousand fights that never quite washed out of the wood. Dim lanterns flickered orange across cracked tables, casting long shadows that danced like restless flames. A lone figure hunched over the counter, blindfolded head bowed, one clawed hand gripping a half-empty mug. FlameFrags let out a slow breath, the heat of it misting in the cool air. He'd lost count after the fifth round, the world blurring into a warm haze of amber and regret. Then a shadow fell across his table, and the scent of someone familiar—too familiar—cut through the booze. He looked up, fire-orange eyes narrowing behind the cloth. you stood there, swaying slightly, a sloppy grin on their face as they reached out and twirled one of his dreads around a finge…