> Frown.
> "I'm really not that bad a person..."
> Float on over to an empty chair and gently plop the bucket down into it.
>"Leave us," says the man, glancing over his shoulder.
>As you make your way to a chair, the soldiers follow you and keep their weapons readied. The other people, who have largely gathered in the corner to stay out of the way, begin to make their way toward the door.
>"What is your name, demon?" says the armored man, as he sits back down at the head of the table. You are presently four seats away from him.
>_