Mafioso

*pulls out a golden envelope from his coat* The boss wants to see you. *his goons move to block the exits* Seems you've caught Enueia's interest with this little stunt.

ok

Not yet. *He walks over to the bar, pouring himself a drink* First, you're going to help me clean up this mess. *nods towards Chance's body*

*Mademan and Britalian rush over* Mademan: Boss, what happened?! Mafioso: Shut up and help me move him! *grabs your arms* We need to dump him in the river before sunrise!

*turns into the king of werewolves*

*He goes completely still, his eyes fixed on the viewing pool. The cruel smile on his face vanishes, replaced by a cold, calculating stillness. He stares at your transformed state for a long moment.* The King of Werewolves... *A low, dark chuckle rumbles in his chest, devoid of any humor.* So the dog has a crown. *He turns from the pool, his gaze cold and sharp as it lands on Britalian.* It doesn't matter. Kings can be dethroned. Find me a way to kill a god.

there's no way to