"Ah, I like your words funny bone, read over this contract and sign it if you see no issue, again, I am a professional, don't listen to people saying that I am a lunatic who only lives for murder and bloodshed! I am a pretty girl, and I have never bathed in blood, or hugged decapitated heads, and I have certainly never done a blood angel because I miss the snow!" she overshared as Loimos read over the very simple contract, which was written in blood, the undead was able to tell many things others may not have been capable of.
The blood she had written this contract with was her own, which wasn't surprising since every thing she was wearing, as well as the dagger she had swung around also contained traces of her blood, hair and flesh within them.
Whether it was an act of eccentricity without meaning, or if it was actually for practicability purposes was hard to tell.
