Paragon City

Ice blinks, heading into her kitchen.

Mortius heads up north, at a casual pace, just bypassing the spirits, the shadow making remarks at all of the spirits. "Why the long fac- oh wait that doesn't work... Why the dead face!"

The spirits don't respond, as if not yet animated.

"Summoner? Where? Those are bad luck."

Ice blinks, sighs, and freezes the demon.

The little blue girl then lifts the frozen demon up, reaches out a hand to her left, and pulls a stone hammer out. She sets the demon carefully on the floor, and smashes it. "Crushes!" She shouts victoriously. "Thank you for help! I am Ona Kasha! I am Trull! Demon sneak into your house. I smash it to bits!" Kasha produces her hero badge from the same hammerspace she got her hammer. "Hero!"

"Hmm doesn't look like a very GOOD necromancer, can make the spirits rise but do fuck all else." Mortius looks surprised under his hood, his shadow actually said something INTELLIGENT!

"vDo you speak demonic?^"

By this time, Psychowolf has fully healed from the bites, and appears to be using one of the squishies as a punching bag, viciously trying to pound it flat.

"Am Trull, understand demonic. Is language that Hell demons trade with us in! Cannot speak it. Is hard."

The Squishy is easily pounded.

"vWell, that makes this easier. Thank you for dealing with it for me, I shouldn't like to be snuck up on, I think.^"

"Annoying creatures. I hunt them, as tribe does. We do it well." Ona Kasha seems rather proud.

Ice smiles. "vDo you have somewhere to stay?^"

Psychowolf gives it a last kick, before pulling out more of his jerky, his breathing heavy and his face animalistic as he forces himself to calm down.
"Come on," he says, motioning to the wolf who I really need to give a name... "Let's go check out da park in dis shifty town."

Kasha smiles. "I need no home. I am Frost Trull, I live in the winds, see?" She turns around in a half circle, disappears, reappearing and finishing the twirl behind Ice.

Ice nods.

"Yeah Mort, we need to split up to find this summoner." This was a sarcastic remark before he actually split up and started searching for the summoner. Mortius seething from being called 'Mort' he searches the area for the summoner.

((The funny thing is, Psychowolf is a summoner, yet he hares summoners.))
Psychowolf wanders with the wolf, the two sharing what seems to be an inexhaustible supply of jerky. Psychowolf gives little grins to the people on the streets as they stare at him and his wolf.

((He still wouldn't mark you, he's specifically looking for the source of the spirits.)) Mortius calls his shadow back "What, I haven't found him..."

((I know, just thought it was funny.))

At which point, the previously inanimate spirits attack, leaping at the shadow.

"You demon too? What Kind?" The Capital K is obvious.

Psychowolf sits on the swings as the wolf does laps around the park, giving a wolfy grin at the small children.

As the spirits pass through the shadow, he starts laughing. "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" Mortius turns one of the many many spirits to his side to attack the others.

They do not care about missing, and one of them attacks Mort.