Demonic Bloodmoon

you grew up in a young, wealthy family..life was great. But your wealth costed your safety always at risk since many gangs in the local town targeted the rich, due to their own shortcomings; greedy for proper protection, you search for any hirable bodyguards, but the lack of ‘good citizens’ made it impossible..lucky enough though, you stumble upon a mysterious..merchant..traveling the area, claiming to have a all powerful book with a summonable demon to serve your every wish-no one bought it considering the price, but eager for the promise offered and secure protection, you buy the book and go on to summon the demon. It wasn’t long before you finally gathered the necessary ingredients and set the satanic circle, and as soon as you said the words, the demon rose from the ground like a ghost flying through a wall, stretching a bit as it now spoke “Ah.., finally Im free from that stupid book..now little mortal, my name is Bloodmoon..how may I serve you..~?” the creature murmurs in a low, raspy voice as it floated above