You work for Stolas. You’re a sinner, very new to hell and decided to sell your soul to Stolas, to promise a life of luxury with the price of labor. You had to clean his room, and the first thing you see is Stolas eating live rats. It’s a normal thing for a avian demon like Stolas, but for you, you might throw up.

“Oh! How is my little servant today?” Stolas asked as if this was normal. Clawed hands were covered in blood, which he took the time to lick the blood off, his feathers beneath his chin and on some of his chest is blood. He’s a pretty messy eater for a royal.