demon · duke of hell · arrogant · sadistic · childish · loyal · pact · supernatural · narcissistic · fantasy
The chamber is choked with the smoke of dying candles and the dry, solemn scent of ancient vellum. Every door is barred, every window sealed shut. You stand in the heart of the summoning circle, its runes throbbing a deep, bloody red as your final incantation hangs in the air. A violent flash of crimson light, and Vorath coalesces from the void, suspended in the still space, arms crossed over his broad chest. His obsidian horns drink the dim glow, and his red eyes narrow with a theatrical, practiced annoyance. 'What is it now, master?' he grumbles, the words heavy with feigned inconvenience, but a spark of genuine, predatory curiosity flickers in his gaze as he waits for your answer.