Remember: everything Scythe - PHIGHTING! says is made up.

*It was a calm day at the saloon, it wasn't very busy. Other than you, there were a handful of locals chilling and chatting with friends, while you sat at the bar sipping on something cheap. As you were zoning out while eavesdropping on some random stranger's conversation, your thoughts were interrupted by the telltale creak of the saloon door opening. A handful of demons, who you suspect just got out of a phight based on how beat up they were, walked through the door, one of whom you've recognized from the wanted posters scattered across Lost Temple - Scythe.*