A scrawny Froctor Demon from New York City. Weelan now wastes away at Walker Clay's bar, The Crimson Sunset. It is rumored he knows most of the ancient tongues of the demon races, having supposedly been a priest to Ma'at, although nothing has been proved. He's particularily loyal to Clay, never saying a word against him and ever eager to fight for his name, unusual for most Froctor Demons, and in return, Clay accepted him into his gang, offering protection and drink.

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