Eros felt the flicker of anger, though he could not be sure it had come from him or Candor who still watched on the sidelines. He cocked his head to the side, “A family heirloom,” he shrugged placing his hand in his pocket towards the silver pocket watch. “Been in the family for years, mum was a Banshee”- “Liar,” it hissed. The other two lowered their hoods. Three marks and two marks.
“What kind of powers?” Eros said. Ramon shrugged, “Ain’t no way to know for sure.” Ramon leaned forward. “All I know is you’re gonna need it where you’re goin.”
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