The night has passed, you wear some clothes, pants and a face scarf with a hood. Now it is now day, your two demon spawns can hardly keep their hands off eachother, they seem to love their new bodies. A merchant carrying a pack and riding on a wagon full of goods rides by. The man looks hefty and sits confident in his seat, in his left hand the reins of his horses, the other contains a repeating crossbow. You approach from the side. He instantly is alarmed and recognizes you for what you are. However it seem he is not phased by a demon. "Hurry out of the way please, I've no time for a silly trap or deals." You chuckle under the mask and your tail wraps around your own waist "Ah but you should! For I can give you riches and delights! And do not worry I won't trade for your soul!" You bellow out with a soft laugh. You seem to grab his attention, he doesn't notice your pheramones at all, nor does he seem affected. Your new 'friends' join you in the road, in minimal clothing like yours. The older brother has his dagger like before and the younger the crossbow, though its hard to remember which is which now. The man stares down and comes to a complete halt. "And what might your price then?" The man asked staring at your small band. You muster up a clever idea an tell him...