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With a sigh, the succubus entered the bar. He expected the normal stares and flirty whistle from some drunk lady, but he didn't expect the first thing he noticed.
A tiefling, a mortal bearing resemblance to a demon, was just sitting on the counter, chatting with the bartender who looked surprisingly happy to hear his story, whatever it was. Odd, most tieflings are shunned in these parts.
Len had stopped talking when the door opened, looking over at the other male, and he cocked an eyebrow. That was an... Interesting outfit, to say the least. He was obviously curious.
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Note that this is happening in the dnd universe and therefore they're in a highly altered medieval setting.
All modern tech is replaced with magic. No guns. Das about it.