The traveler, a man who seemed to have no off button when it comes to how much he talks, his clothes simple and but elegant enough that even he could enter Club Brimstone without much difficulty, not that they would keep him from entering since the sigil he wore in a nondisclosed location known only by his holder granted him entrance, and further still the room that was purpose built for his... tendencies. “I swear those things weren’t normal, I can’t even begin to imagine what they might be, or how they got there or where they are going, it really is something” he took a breath as he sat down in a chair and just contineud without missing a beat “you know I've been hearing so many interesting stories lately, like a time where someone attacked some island, i can’t imagine which island since i don’t really go out to the ocean all that often, ugh filthy stuff that is, plus water and i don’t agree with each other, i mean i tried swiming once, and just sank like a rock to the bottom, so very inconvenient that is, took me nearly an hour getting back on the shore, and i didn’t stop steaming for hours.” he continued speaking not really talking to anyone in particular, he just seemed to ramble on and if anyone bothered to listen was a task in of itself since they would have to decipher what he was saying from breathe to breathe.
A waiter deposited a drink in front of him, his usual for what it was worth, a unique fire tonic that even the demons tended to keep away from since it turned up the heat in their mouth and down their throats “ohh! My drink! That reminds me, i heard that there is this drink from some font that gave renewed life, never seen it myself, someone told me about it and even when i tried to go look for it i couldn’t even figure out where to go, but its still an interesting story, I'm sure there was more to it than that but...” be scratched his chin a moment “i can’t seem to recall what that might be...” he shrugs “oh well must not have been important, and as i always say that which isn’t important isn’t worth remembering” he laughed lightly before he took a small drink of the drink in front of him before a group came to the table he sat at “HEY! Pipsqueak why don’t you get lost, that tables reserved for us, beat it before we introduce you to pain” the Traveler reeled at the confrontation “ohhh.... a thousand apologies, my goodness i seem to be doing that a lot lately, i mean how silly it is to be sitting at someone else’s table, here a drink to make up for this inconvenience” he scrambled out of the chair and offered the chair to the one who spoke and just shoved him out of the way before sitting down and downing the drink in one breathe, the man’s throat was immediately in serious pain since the brew that came from was made especially for Manstis’ unique digestive track, or there lack of.
The traveler realizing his blunder, again started apologizing “my goodness i do apologize i should have mentioned that that was a strong drink that tends to burn going down” the man was sputtering trying to breathe through the heat and those with him started getting up and simply crowded around the Traveler “HEY! Get over here we’re going to have to teach you a lesson in why you shouldn’t mess with us” this caused the Traveler to shiver in fear his eyes suddenly panicked that he had gotten himself into trouble seemingly without trying, the group helped the guy whose throat felt like smolders up he struggled to breathe but that didn’t change the fury he had for the Traveler, and they grabbed him by the arms and started taking him to the rooms where blood could be spilt without much fuss. When they approached the door a staff member saw the Traveler and gave them a key to a specific room, the group not finding this odd accepted the key to the room and went to the room that was to be their private lesson in pain for the moron who’d made a fool out of their boss, and if they had it their way this weak a** idiot wouldn’t last very long before he likely begged for death, well they were going to take their time with him and let him bleed first and endure pain before they gave him the release of death.
The key opened a door that seemed reinforced but that suited them just fine, this ******** moron wouldn’t be able to escape soon as they sealed the door and simply threw him into the room as they closed the door. But... as quickly as they entered and sealed the room, the room immediately started feeling rather hot and hard to breathe in, it had only been a mere moment and already they were concerned they all looked at each other realizing this particular room had no furniture, no tools and instruments to inflict pain and injury with, they all instantly looked in the direction of the Traveler as a fiery glow started to light the room up, and instead of the traveler stood a creature with immense hatred glowing from his eyes, The Revenant’s whip like hand snapped out in cutting through one of them men the screams of pain as flesh of torn from bone, the surrounding flesh melting from the superheated barbs of his cat-o'-nine flames “pitiful creatures” his voice spoke, his eyes fiery glows showed only malice and intent “you are below me, and now you will crumble in fire and ash” he ignited them wasting no time in dealing death to each one of them, those who tried to fight back found that he simply allowed them to try and touch his form and all they got back was a burnt stump where a hand was once been.
When he was finished with these mortals, he simply looked up at the Camera that had been watching the show and the door clicked open without hesitation, the Revenant known as Manstis Faborveth a name known by so few, his contract holder being among those who knew his name by means they refused to disclose. He stepped out of the room, and only the traveler appeared confused by the ash all over the group “i don’t understand there were five gentlemen with me now they are gone, its so confusing one moment they were tossing me in the room the next they are gone and only ash?” he looked in the room again and nodded “yup ash is all that’s in there, i mean someone should clean this room up if it was already dirty why allow us to go to this room” he brought a fist to his over hand and snapped a finger as if he had figured out the riddle “i got it, they must have seen the mess and decided that they had to complain, i mean i would in no time, this isn’t the first time I've had this problem, i just hope they come back i mean, they seemed certain they wanted to teach me a lesson and while i can’t handle violence, I'm not exactly in any position to stop them from turning me into a paste, or whatever they were going to do to me, that reminds me i had heard about this odd paste that...” the traveler started trailing off in another story as he returned to the table he had once occupied.
