[right][h2][color=8493ca]Damien's Catharsis[/color][/h2][@Stanifly][@DaftJive][/right]

[color=8493ca][b]"Nice to meetcha, Stylus,"[/b] Damien said with a large grin. He took a sip of his coffee and looked across the table at the wyrm when he spoke.[/color]

[color=39b54a][b][i]"Silas."[/i][/b][/color] [color=8493ca]Vicis had dragged the name out as if he were tasting it, a tease of an appetizer before the big meal. But the twinkle in Damien's eyes dimmed when he spoke again.[/color]

[color=39b54a][b]"Damien rose here from the depths of Hell to sample their beverages."[/b][/color] [color=8493ca]It still made him chuckle, just a small and silent one. If only it were as simple as that. [i]I'm here because I wanted to be dead.[/i]

Another sip of his coffee. A quick glance away while he pushed back the thought. Then, he looked at Silas, curious to hear what he had to say about his arrival at the strange bar.[/color]