Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20190218061847/@comment-38232361-20190701194557

Sylvia curses to herself for revealing her existence, then chuckles timidly.

"Hehehe, h-hello."

Richard groans at the demon's blunder, then address Benvolio's question.

"Found the mask two years ago in the old abandoned mines, was fused into the rocks but popped out when I touched it."

Drenn groans in pain as when he was thrown in, he landed pretty hard on the ground, hitting his head on the opposite wall. Sylvia ignores him as she explains her situation to the two guards.

"Well for starters, my name is Sylvia, fourty-third daughter of the Demon Lord Lilith and her husband The Chosen Hero. I have been stuck here since... I don't know, I lost count about thirty years after I got locked in here..."

As she speaks, some of the coins from the bag on the table slowly slide towards the mask.

(Note: I was going to have Sylvia be a Lilim, but that would be too OP wouldn't it? )