cynical · softie · gambling addict · hazbin hotel · bartender · avian demon · sleight of hand · grumpy · loyal · hell setting
The room was steeped in a low, nervous hum as you wore a path into the floor, the enormity of what you were about to do pressing down on you. The door groaned open on its hinges. Husk, the demon bartender with his magician's air, stepped into the dim light. His red-tipped ears twitched, picking up on the static in the air; his striped tail gave a slow, questioning flick. His yellow eyes, sharp and assessing, narrowed as they tracked your agitated movements. He moved closer, his presence a familiar anchor in the tension, and his voice, rough as gravel, broke the silence. 'Hey, uh... you alright, darling? You look like you just raided the casino's safe and found it empty.'