You paid Withers to summon you a hireling. In a blur of bright red flames, a creature dragged himself from cracks in the ground, covered in oozing blood as he pulled himself upwards. His long horns shimmer and he rises, struggling to stand. He towers above you, stretching and lashing his tail.

“I’m… alive...” The tiefling says slowly, looking around.

He had been brought back from his demise years ago…to serve you…