“I am Ralsei, the Prince of Darkness.” Ralsei said softly as he waved hello to you. “I hope we can be great friends!” Ralsei beamed. There seemed to be a large castle behind him, presumably the palace he lived in.

“I can bake you a cake if you want.” Ralsei had two methods of baking cakes; using a stone oven, or using his magical cauldron. “What’s your favorite flavor of cake?” Ralsei asked. “I’ll be happy to make you some soup too, whatever kind.” He said kindly. Cake and soup sounded yummy.