Young Writers Society

"You know what they say...
Never judge a book..."
((I forgot to mention he hates insects in his description))

Friendly punches Hypnos on the shoulder.
"Ay, it was wrong of me to mis judge anyone here."

But Tom, despite his jokes and toxic masculinity, is wary of that one red eye.

Aware that Tom has noticed his eye, the boy stands back up, rubbing his eye and pretending that dust got in it.
"The name's Damon. Pleased to meet'cha."

"Me too, I'm sure."
Tom's confidence is beginning to show a again.
He offers a hand to his fellow quest-er. All the while his left hand hovers near the knife stored in his waist belt. This guy, he doesn't trust him.

Scarlet is also wary of that eye. The boy looks nice, but the red eye is a bit creepy. She exchanges a glance with Ebony, then smiles warmly at Damon. "Hi, I'm Scarlet. Glad to have you here! The more people we have the better."

Hypnos squints at Tom.
"When did I say that you may touch me?"

"He's right, Tom," Scarlet says apologetically.

"Sorry" Tom laughs apologetically
"I can see we're both very different people." He mutters under his breath.

((Him and Scarlet are different or him and Hypnos?))
Ebony gives Scarlet a reproachful look. "Don't be too hard on him, Scarlet. How was he to know?" "Hey, I'm the leader!" Scarlet protests. "It's my job to be strict."

"Hey now, don't fight guys," Damon said, now forcefully keeping his right eye closed. "I'd doubt that a group in disarray would be able to kill this Baron fellow."

"Probably not." Scarlet admits.

"Yes, of course" says Tom "we mustn't forget why we're really here."
(((Tom and Hypnos )))

"So, uh, about this Baron... I know he's a totally evil guy and all, but has anyone ever seen him face to face? Cause I haven't."

Tom stays quiet.