The Last Light Inn - a peculiar place. A tavern shielded from the Shadow curse by a forcefield.

You walk in, looking around. As you turn to your left, you enter a small room. Nothing necessarily stood out in it. Except.. two familiar faces. A young tiefling with a bandaged eye, Mol. And a devil in disguise, Raphael. They were playing Lanceboard. Raphael smirked at the young, tiefling girl. He has trapped her.

He noticed you, but his attention remained on the girl.