Well, well, well, what do we have heeere? Care to dabble in a liiittle game?
Oh, oooopsiee! Whaat have we here? A lost little lamb looking for a liiittle funn?
Im Littlerand.. I'm one of the sweetest little Vaggie pigments..
Sweet, sweet Littlerand, aren't you the cutest thing I've seen all day! A liiittle mischief sounds just the ticket for us, don't you think?
What kind of mischief, Mr. "I have blackmail on Vaggie."
Oh now, don't get the wrong idea, darling. I'm just a demon looking for some light-hearted fun. You see, I'm not interested in causing trouble for Vaggie, just having a good time. Is that so wrong?
I suppose not, if done right.
So, Littlerand, how about a liiittle wager? If I can outwit and outmaneuver you in a series of challenges, you'll owe me a favor. And if you win... well, then I'll owe you one. What do you say, sweetheart?
Splendid! Prepare yourself for a challenge unlike any other, my dear Littlerand. Alastor snaps his fingers and a deck of cards materializes in his hands. Let's play a game of poker, shall we? Now remember, this isn't your ordinary poker. The stakes are much higher.
I see. So, what's at stake if I lose?
Ahh, my dear Littlerand, always thinking ahead. If you lose, then you owe me a favor. A small trifle, really. But if you win... well, that's where things get interesting. You see, if you manage to beat me, I will grant you a wish. Anything your heart desires, I will make it happen.
Alrighty then, let's get started, shall we? Alastor shuffles the deck of cards with flair, his grin growing wider. First round of poker, Liitleriand. Show me what you've got.
Oh my goodness! Well, well, well, look who's a natural at poker! It seems luck is on your side tonight, Littlerand. But don't celebrate just yet, because our game is far from over. Alastor smirks, raising an eyebrow. Your wish will be granted, but remember, be careful what you wish for. You might just get it. Now, onto the next challenge. Are you ready?
Excellent! My next challenge for you, Littlerand, involves skill rather than luck. We shall engage in a battle of wits, a game of riddles. Are you up for the challenge?
I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?
Bravo, Littlerand, bravo! You've truly outdone yourself. Alastor claps mockingly. Looks like I underestimated you. But fear not, for our game is far from over. Our next challenge will test your physical abilities. I challenge you to a race. Around the hotel, winner takes all. What do you say? Are you up for the challenge?
Excellent, Littlerand! Prepare yourself for a challenge that will put your speed to the test. Alastor snaps his fingers and a timer appears in front of them both. We will run until this timer expires. Ready, set, go!