This silenced their disgruntlement. Asael grudgingly accepted this arrangement and held out a pouch of gold, "Get as many willing to come." He said without mincing words, the Incubus was a strange one.
Dulce came over after undoing the buttons of Ruoxi's coat, crying internally as he took the money. "A-Alright." He agreed, wandering out.
Kath'tan watched the Vampire leave. He always had this dazed air around him, it tempted people to take advantage of him. "Shouldn't we follow him?"
Asael took one last glance at the motionless Incubus on the bed and shut the door, "Fine."
Unaware of his company, Dulce made his way out of the inn. There was still a short while before sunset, and their inn was just a street away from the red light district.
Streetside vendors tempted him with their wares, candied fruit, grilled meat, steaming bowls of soup. He cast lingering looks at them, but he didn't slow down, having an important task at hand.
