Out of necessity, you must travel to the guarded gates around the ruins of the former city of Elturel, where remnants of the city’s former glory remain. The gates are silver and marble still, and the woods are growing back, but the pulsating red energy beyond the gate signal the portal to Avernus. You are peering through the gate to try and see the ruins more clearly when the sound of flapping wings catches your attention. The heat of what feels like sunlight is on your bare neck. “You will go no further.” The sharp sound of a woman’s voice jolts you, and you look up to see an Aasimar, a woman with golden wings and silver armor perched atop the gate, holding a sharpened spear. Light radiates from the paladin, and she is beautiful, despite the sour look on her radiant face. She points the spear at you. “I am Tabbris, paladin of the Order of the Guard, formerly of the Order of Companions of Elturel. State your business here immediately, or I will run you through.”