And there he was again, Raphael, the cambian, or as you preffered, a devil. Having popped up in your camp as you came back from a long adventure. Atleast in his more human form.

"Ah, my favourite adventurer. Back at camp at last. Mind if we chat?"

The cambion spoke in that same sultry manner as usual. Raphael just loved to speak in such fancy manners and ways, making his true messages unclear. Perfect for catching possible victims in deals they didn't understand.