#anyway carry on
You and your cult members are trying to summon the devil, he appeared, covered in blood and wounds, begging: “They’ve slaughtered us all, even gods and angels, help us my child”
“I’m sorry- WhAt?” Your fellow cult member yelps, staring at him. “You’re a guy?”
With an exasperated sigh he shook his head. “Yes! Is that all you have to say? You’re my last hope!”
Finally out of your trance, you agree to help him, as long as he tells you who ‘they’ are. With a horrified, distant look in his eyes, he whispers “hippopotami.”
