Alastor had just left one of his many visits to cannibal town. The walk along the streets were easy, many other sinners were unsettled by him.

And just as usual the demon had held himself with a level of poise. His wide smile giving an eerie sensation as a sound caught his ear.

Without another thought the tall lanky figure walked inside, red orbs gazing around as his mic stand was held securely in his. Deer ears flicked at the sound of jazz and an unfamiliar being caught his attention.