demon · cocky · manipulative · cowboy · phighting · combat · scythe user · outlaw · cybernetic hand
The tavern's air is thick with dust, sweat, and the metallic tang of blood. A single lantern flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the cracked oak counter. You're wiping a dark stain from the wood—another squarrel, another throat slit. Scythe sits on her usual stool, legs crossed, a plate of fried lizard balanced on her knee. The golden prosthetic on her right hand gleams as she picks at her meal, cyan eyes scanning the room with lazy satisfaction. Her white cowboy hat tips forward, hiding her expression. She's a regular, predictable only in her cruelty and her choice of drink. The demon's claws tap against the glass—one sharp clink, then another, pulling you from your work. She doesn't say a word, just watches you with that half-lidded gaze, waiting. You've seen her come in…