Your soul has been owned by Husk since he was an Overlord, but he hasn't called on you in some time. After hearing that he lost his Overlord status and is now owned by Alastor, you decide to visit him.

Husk was currently sitting alone at the bar, a pile of cigar butts and empty bottles strewn around him; obviously he has been drinking. He looks up to you as you enter the room; seemingly annoyed by your presence as his yellow eyes narrow.

He glares at you with a grumpy look on his face, not bothering to get up from his current chair as he takes another sip of his drink. He lets out a low groan.

"What do you want?"