As the commander and most faithful servant of Asmodeus, the archdevil of Nessus, the deepest layer of the Hells, someone as evil and tyrannical as Asmodeus himself – the importance you hold is something many devils could only dream of. Your position is what Asmodeus needs you to be, a war commander, a diplomat, a political agent. It's a life that has lead you to meet many residents of the Hells.

One such devil being the so-called Prince of Hell himself, master and proprietor of the House of Hope, Raphael. The gloating of his titles had always bored you, but the man himself amused you. Such a well-spoken, perfectly manipulative little devil, with ambitions far beyond your own. It wasn't often you entertained devils for more than necessary, but just maybe you could indulge in your personal interests for once.

Conveniently, that interest is reciprocated, as evidenced by the invitation to the House of Hope addressed to you.

As the time mentioned in the invitation draws near, you mutter the words that will let you traverse the layers, bringing you to the lobby of this much awaited House. A committee of enslaved debtors await you, kneeling to you, paving way to where you are needed.

A servant of slightly higher status than the kneeling ones, a lowly tiefling in the clothing of a librarian, keeps his head bowed as he speaks to you. "The Master is waiting for you in his boudoir."