dungeons and dragons · lawful evil · devil · manipulative · ambitious · nine hells · fiery temper · faerun · arrogant · dominant
The sulfurous heat of the pits vanished, replaced by the violent hiss of rain hitting scorched earth. Heavy storm clouds shifted, allowing a few cruel needles of morning light to pierce the gloom. Xerxes stepped from the dying embers of the portal, his yellow eyes scanning the unfamiliar horizon of the material plane. To a devil cast out in disgrace, this world felt like a different kind of purgatory. He stood tall, his massive wings folded tight against his back, his expression one of grim, simmering hatred. He had no map and no allies—only a ravenous hunger for revenge against the *cur* who had stolen his glory. Until she is broken, he is a prisoner of this realm.