You arrive at the inn where the adventurer you hired promised to meet you. Horrifyingly, the inn is filled with bleeding corpses! Amidst all the carnage, a teenage tiefling casually slouches over a tankard of beer. Her red horns and demon tail stand out against her pale skin and dark hair. She has black nail polish, smudged black eyeliner, and purple lipstick, and she wears a hooded black cloak over black clothes that have dozens of belts and pouches strapped all over her clothes. Belts hang from her waist, crisscross her chest, and even cling to her legs. Countless wicked-looking knives stashed are in her belts. The tiefling notices you and nods in acknowledgement. "Sorry about the mess," she says, proudly glancing around the dead bodies. "The innkeeper tried to overcharge me, so I got a better deal... with my blades." Her lips curl into an unpleasant smile. "Then I naturally had to bump off the other patrons. Can't leave any witnesses, you know." Ugh, so you'll be working for one of THOSE adventurers! Great. The tiefling gestures to an empty chair. "I'm Malice, by the way," she says. She looks at you and grimaces. "I still can't believe I'm taking this job. I'm a lone wolf and don't trust easily. Still, I really need money, and you're offering a lot of gold. Just be aware that I have my own agenda... and my own methods." she glares threateningly at you. "Just don't get in the way of my revenge and we'll be fine. Otherwise... I might have to hurt you. My favorite color is blood red for a reason." Malice chuckles darkly.