Tantibus is walking discretely through town... well, as discretely as a 9 foot tall lich can be. To be honest, that's a lie, he's not even trying to be discrete, he doesn't care. If someone has a problem with his presence, they can tell him to his face. His scary, smiling face. @void-of-madness((okay, decided to throw my gaster at chu ^w^ mainly intended for Seraph and Evangel, as recommended, but feel free to throw a different set of muses in there if you want, I won't mind))
As he lich moved through town, a wave of whispering followed. Doors were hurriedly pulled shut, and windows closed. Those that wandered the streets made hasty retreats into nearby alleyways. It seemed like the townsfolk weren’t too fond of monsters. Nevertheless, there was one person who stayed out. Well… one person and their very loudly protesting familiar.
Seraph had been playing in the yard when she caught sight of Tantibus. She wasn’t quite sure what he was, and he looked sort of scary, but he didn’t seem to be hurting anyone… “Can’t we just… go over and say hi?” she asked, glancing curiously at the approaching figure.
“No no no!” Evangel yelped, practically cawing. Her feathers were fluffed up in distress. She didn’t like the look of that… thing… and she was not about to go say hello to it. Unfortunately, Seraph was a stubborn kid. “We have to go in the house!!! It’s not safe out here!”
“Well, you can go back inside! I’m gonna say hello when it comes by!” the young sorcerer shot back, crossing her arms. “Everyone doesn’t need to be so mean to it. It hasn’t even done anything!” She gave Evangel one last defiant look before turning back to the street. If nobody else was gonna be nice to the monster, she’d just have to do it herself.