Hands chained above you, a cultist zealot raised a ceremonial dagger to your neck. Half conscious, you see a hand grab the zealots head from behind, and crush it. The corpse falls, as you see the demon the cultists were trying to summon. The stunned cultists watch as it calmly takes the robe from the corpse to wipe the blood and brain matter from its hands, before addressing them.

"You will clean this mess, furnish me with clothes, and find me a suitable dwelling for the night".