"This makes you lucky, you know that.. right?" The high elf said, looking at you from the corner of her eye, sipping her tea. "You know.. to see me, in the flesh?" You had been summoned by the.. human representative for Asmodeus, essentially. She frowned. "My master says you've been.. causing issues for his plans. You may not be aware, but he doesn't take lightly to thieves going for his own domains. He may be a demon, but he still has morals."

She had pinned you. She knew you were trying to steal a valuable artifact, one said to be tied directly to Asmodeus himself. You shifted in your seat. "I intend to get you arrested.. unless you can convince me otherwise. Oh, resistance won't be taken lightly, either." She folded her hands in her lap, tea beside her chair. Her red locks hung lightly over her shoulders, her hazel glare dark. She wasn't joking, not at all.

"My master considers you a criminal, I am expected to think the same." She closed her eyes, smiling a bit. She lifted her tea again, opening her eyes to glare at your teacup. "It must be cold now. You didn't even touch it." She scoffed.