AN: Da-da-da-daaaaa! *Cue the zelda music* I wanna get Skyward Sword but I gots no money :( Enough about my sad life and on with the story!
Surprisingly there was actually a moderately organised city here. It was a lot like the city of thieves with its own set of social rules I didn't quite understand. After a bit of wandering I found a tavern. I pulled my demon disguise out of my pack.
'Paper plate don't fail me now,' I said and slipped it over my head before entering the place.
I dodged back as two demons tumbled around in a fight in front on me. I walked up to the bar and sat heavily on the seat.
'Whatcha having?' The bartender asked. 'Information,' I said and leant casually on the counter.
'No drink, no info,' He said, his large pointy teeth flashing at me threateningly. 'Whatcha got?'
'We got every kind of blood you can imagine. I recommend the frogs blood. Tastes like chicken.' I refrained from scrunching my nose in disgust.
'You got anything without blood? I'm on a diet,' I said hopefully.
'Ugh I hate diets. Yeah we got newt water and some weird drink called soda. No-one can keep it down.' I smiled behind my mask. 'Give me the soda.' He looked at me unsure but poured a few sips I decided now was the time to ask some questions.
'Do you know two guys called Klort and Lim?' I asked casually. His eyes widened.
'You better stay away from them. They'll make a mess of such a fine demon as yourself.' He picked up another glass and began wiping it with his rag. 'They stole something I want.' I thumped my fist on the counter.
'I doubt you'll ever see it again then.' I looked at him threateningly. 'But you could try. They live in the old abandoned factory on Maim Street.' I placed my glass heavily on the counter. 'Then I'm off.' He chuckled darkly.
'You won't live to tell the tale.'
AN: Maim street? Yeah, I'm not a name kinda person. I more of the idea's guy when things need fixing :P Haha