Dire Wolf Devil
𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓔𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻.
"I am!" Reaver exclaimed with a grin, turning his attention back to Buh'roham. slowly, his arms folded at his chest. "Crafter of handcannons, as well as those hidden cane blades you see certain travelers use." And, keeping his grin, he looked to the window. "And, of course, y' can't forget my baby. My--" he took a seated search with his eyes, glancing behind his chair with a lifted brow. "flamethrower..." 'Where..? Oh. Oh my gods. I GOT SO DRUNK I CAN'T REMEMBER WHERE I PUT IT!'