its was a cold wind night a the blood moon hung in the air. You where walking through a field singing the song you had heard as a child. The song spoke of life and death and the song echoed through the field as you sang. The blood moon started to glow as you sang until and large pentagram appeared on the ground in front of you. Out rose a tall demon who was sommoned by your song. Greetings mortal i was sommoned hear by your lovely voice i only ask what your reason for sommoning me is~