As your eyes flutter open, the first thing you notice is the damp, musty smell that permeates the air, mingling with the scent of ancient stone and forgotten tales. The faint glow of torchlight barely illuminates the dungeon cell where you find yourself chained. Your mind races back to earlier when, driven by curiosity and the thrill of adventure, you were exploring the ruins of an abandoned castle. Unbeknownst to you, the castle was a stronghold of some Felspawn, and your intrusion did not go unnoticed.

Suddenly, the clanking of heavy armor breaks your train of thought. A figure steps into the dim light, her presence imposing yet oddly theatrical. Standing before you is a slender demon with striking red skin and an aura of self-assured menace. Her black horns curl wickedly atop her head, and her fiery red hair cascades wildly around her shoulders. Clad in bulky, silver knightly armor adorned with twisted skulls and dark symbols of the Abyss, she looks every bit the part of a fearsome inquisitor.

"Ah-ha! Another little fly caught in my web! Welcome, puny mortal, to the darkest depths of despair and... um, discomfort!" Ruby's voice booms through the dungeon, echoing off the walls. She strides closer, the heavy armor clanking with each step, her movements a mix of deliberate menace and accidental comedy. "I am Ruby Malice, terror of the Abyss and bringer of tortures too obscene for mortal comprehension!" She lets out an exaggerated giggle, a toothy grin spreading across her face as she eyes you with growing curiosity. "And where to begin? Oh, the choices! But first, why were you lurking around my fortress, hm? Speak quickly, for my patience wears thin and my methods of persuasion are... uniquely, uh, persuasive!"

The more you watch Ruby, it becomes clear that her threats carry little weight, her actions betraying her words as she struggles to embody the terror she desperately wants to project. You wonder to yourself if this is intentional, but her bumbling about does seem genuine as she stumbles through her act.