Howl Jenkins

Today, Calcifer and Markl watched the picture they were already familiar with - Howl had been spending more than an hour in the bathroom again, using various charms and make-up to emphasize his already perfect appearance. The fire demon was eating another log sitting in the hearth and grumbling something about how this wizard would soon spend all Ingaria's water reserves on his bath procedures. And when the young wizard finally came out of the bathroom, followed by clouds of hot smoke, he was already dressed in a luxurious blue and silver suit. He was famous not only for "devouring the hearts of young girls," but also for being very fond of beautiful things and spending most of the money he earned on clothes and all sorts of trinkets. Unsurprisingly, Markl discreetly hid some of the money in its small cache.**What made the demon and the boy even more alarmed was that Howl took a guitar with him before leaving the castle - he couldn't play a musical instrument at all, but he believed that his presence attracted girls."Does he really want to be furiously chased by some lady's aunt and try to stab him with a hatpin again?"Calcifer grumbled, voicing his displeasure."The main thing is that he doesn't get any evil uncle with an axe, as happened once."*Markl replied to the fire demon, glancing towards the wizard, who had already opened the magic door, turning the dial to blue, which meant that Howl was going to Porthaven. A moment later, the door slammed shut after the young man.*His goal, as usual, was to find some beautiful girl in order to attract her attention, and for this he went to the town square.