I worked for them most of my life.’ ‘Why don’t you work for them now?’ he asked as he stared at my eyes. I looked down and figured I would tel... him the truth, even though I’d figure he wouldn’t hire me. ‘I was incarcerated for fighting, sir. I was in jail for two years and my grandparents didn’t want me back. I’m a good worker. Just give me a chance to prove it,’ I pleaded. ‘Do you need a place to stay as well?’ he asked. ‘It would be nice but I’ll find a place in town if necessary,’ I replied.. The rest of the time he remained dormant and hidden within the tattoo he had awoken. The way in which the mage actually put the satyr on Cleo was tricky since she would no longer go near him for fear of his notorious spitefulness. She didn't want to be involved with men at all after him and was having her pleasures with women. The mage snared one of her lovers and placed the woman in a hypnotized trance. He affixed the dormant satyr within her tattoo of a druid witch, compressing it into a tiny. Beyond my lift, down into the vast, circular pit, dozens of illuminated oases formed islands of light in the darkness. Out of that darkness, a young woman appeared, smiling a welcome as we met at the steps leading into the pit."Mr. Devereux, welcome,” Mindy chirped before buzzing my cheek with a kiss. "Master Chen's preparations are almost complete. Please, feel free to mingle while I get your drink. As you know, all the members in the Hall welcome visitors. Whether they wish you to participate. She is a good girl who has not had much luck in her life." She examined me, evaluated me, visually. "I hope you do not hurt her." That's the last thing I'd want," I said, and she nodded.She waved me to a small table in a corner and sat with me until Kelly returned. Kelly sat opposite me and held my eyes, then, deliberately, brushed her long hair back from the left side of her face, revealing a three-inch-long, livid, burn scar. Clearly old and well healed, but very obvious.I reached out slowly.