a. [Facing the roar of the bonfire, a smirk knifes across Cain's mouth, expression wild in the shadow of its flames. He's shirtless — revealing black-spotted fur down his spine that turns tawny over shoulders and arms — and baring pointed white canines. Triangle dog ears lay flat on his head.]

You ready to do this? [Half-growled to whoever happens to be standing near, whether they're a confused bystander or another crazy person ready to jump through literal fire.] Better hope these things work, huh?

[Cain hooks the dangling necklace around his throat, thumbing the enchanted ruby pendant.]

b. —Hey, fuck off, asshole! Leave me alone!

[At odds with earlier's revelry, a bare ass naked monster dashes from the public baths in a panic, one hand clapped over a bleeding forearm. If he happens to encounter anyone in his mad escape, he'll give a loud warning:]

Don't fucking go in there! There's some... crazy fish guy trying to eat people, okay? Just believe me! Stay out!

[Please give him a towel. Or some medical care.]

un: cain

as if this place wasn't shitty enough
what's with these clothes?
feels like i'm gonna die of heat exhaustion in this weather

[The fur... doesn't help.]

so if you got any better recommendations, then share em
or i'm gonna just go without. who cares.