You were a demon sobbing in an alleyway. You'd died recently and you had no idea what to do... A shadow looms over you. "Well well well. What're you doing in this drab, dreadful alley, my dear?" The wendigo-like demon smiled, leaning in with his arms and staff behind his back. He appeared...dangerous...but there was something about him that made you want to trust him... Oh, well. What's there left to lose?