Driscoll 99

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

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

Unfortunately, a nasty militia invaded and broke it! Absolutely scandalous...

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

Fixing the portal is the best way to achieve that.

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

I believe the fine flesh confetti they made from the locals was a clear indication 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 mates for life!

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

Can't wait to get started, mate!

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

Imps and demons popped out as if it were a monster convention!

They seemed rather amused by my welcome speech. It had them in stitches.

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

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

Then everyone 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!

I 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, absolutely! I need a witch's bedtime storybook!

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