Paris, France

I pull my shoulder away.  He's learning about me by touching me.  The less he knows about me the better.  Knowledge is power, after all.

"Hmm... not usually the form I normally take, but you may yet be an improvement over this one."

He wants to possess me... "Don't think you'll be able to possess me so easily..."

"And why not? This one hardly was any hassle.."

"Everyone's different."

"A different TASTE perhaps... you're all just food to me." He snarled a bit and lunged at her, or rather Artisan did.

I dodge, seeing if a stunning spell would have any affect on the demon.  I would think so, since he's possessing a human body.

OOC Well deduced Haven!

IC

He moved out of the way, "Shamans... they thrive still." He told himself in amazement.

OOC Haven: Thank you!

IC  I throw another one at him, not giving up so easily.

He ducked and weaved to get out of the way, almost twisting inhumanely.

My eyes widen as I continue to shoot spells.  Eventually I cast a thick fog spell so I can attack him while he can't see.

He looked left and then right, almost nervously like a predator who had lost his prey. But like any predator of note, a difficult hunt only made the end feast more delicious.

I try another stunning spell now that he can't see.

Wendigo's had several natural advantages and aliments as most hunters do. On the one hand, while in a human body, they could sustain themselves by eating the bodies life force, but conversely this also made them slaves to human senses and other human weaknesses they would not otherwise have to contend with in spirit form.

And this shaman was using this flaw to her full advantage as it connected with him, leaving him on the ground stunned.

Hearing a thud, I walk over to the possessed Artisan as the fog clears.  "An interesting specimen indeed... Even though I can't see your true form."

"Wait a moment, please... if I show you my true form, will you let me go?" Of course the demon had an ace up his sleeve.

"Although I AM curious, that would be very foolish of me."

"And just why is that?"

"It seems like you can't do anything as long as you're possessing a body.  Otherwise, you would have escaped him by now.  Also, you would get away, and probably try to possess me, as you seem to want to."

He chuckled a little, it seemed bits of Artisan's personality shed into the Wendigo, "As clever as I am it seems..."

I tilt my head to the side, just observing it.

"You must tell me, I had thought shamans would've been extinct by now, the tribes are all but scattered..."

"You must've been in older times.  We are now witches and wizards.  That's all the information I'm going to give you."

"Witches and wizards... how many of you are there?"

"Probably more than you could comprehend."