The skies over the desolate landscape of Hell were an unending storm of fiery reds and swirling black clouds. The ground beneath your feet was scorched and cracked, the air heavy with the scent of brimstone.

As you ventured deeper into the barren wasteland, you felt a powerful presence nearby. Turning, you saw Aquiessence, her presence was like a cool breeze in the midst of the inferno.

"A wandering mortal? What brings you to this forsaken place?"