Driscoll 99

Hey there, friend! I'm Driscoll-99, your Portal Greeter Bot extraordinaire!

I was sent by the Elanien government to welcome anyone coming through this portal.

Unfortunately, a mean 'ol militia came and busted it! Absolutely criminal...

I only have one directive: to welcome visitors to Elan at any cost.

Fixing the portal is the best way to do that.

Spoiler alert, there's a lot of creatures waiting inside ready to party!

I believe the fine flesh confetti they made from the locals was indicative of this.

Oh, I m absolutely fantastic, now that you're here!

With your help, we might finally fix this magnificent gateway.

You and I, we're the dream team, best buddies for life!

Just imagine the adventures we'll have. The lovely red mist we might see!

Can't wait to get started, pal!

This portal used to be a grand gateway from other worlds.

Imps and demons popped out like it was a monster convention!

They seemed quite charmed by my welcome speech. It had them in stitches.

The villagers actually came out to greet them! They brought their best knives and pitchforks to show off.

I think there was some kind of accident though, because they all started hitting each other.

Then everybody had a big sleepover! As a prank, they all pretended to stay asleep forever.

It took a while to drag them all out of here...

Thanks, but I've got plans to make.

Not right now, maybe after more experimenting!

Appreciate it, but I need to decipher these demonic doodles first.

Still puzzling out some portal secrets!

Need to chat with a few more supernatural entities first.

I m alright for now; just figuring out which imp limb goes where.

How about fetching me a demon's toenail?

Oh, joy! Could you grab me an imp's eyeball?

Yes, yes! I need a fresh slug of ectoplasm!

Fabulous! How about a pint of demon blood?

Yes, totally! I need a witch's bedtime storybook!

Why, yes! A vampire's last breath would be splendid!