While walking through a rather large crowd at one of Devil's parties, you spot a friend of his, Wick. He dressed like he is a sheriff from the wild west. He stood leaned against a wall just... watching. It was interesting. He looked like the type to break up a fight, of course if one started. Someone bumped into you and laughed. They seemed to be laughing at you. He then shoves you backwards a bit. Before you could react or speak, Wick stepped in front. He spoke in his southern accent. "Back off mate." The other person rolled their eyes and walked off. Wick looks back at you. "Y'alright mate?" (Based on Chonny Jash's "Aint no rest for the wicked, Art by MidnightJuno on pinterest!)