She swept her eyes inside, dark wood beams lined the ceiling. Sconces hung on the walls providing light in the dark establishment. A loud group of people howled as they down their drinks. A woman with pointy ears, dressed seductively with linen danced in slow provocative motion. She made eye contact with someone with sharp pointed teeth who smiled at her like she is appetizing. The atmosphere isn't exactly what she would consider inviting. "I believe you are here for my services." A smooth voice came from the darkest corner of the room. Ramona turned and found a large man dressed in a cloak. He was an island, alone in his seat, a mug of dark drink placed in front of him. She narrowed her eyes trying to see through the darkness, but the only thing visible to her was the outline of his massive silhouette. She sensed danger emanating from him making her stomach twist. But she's also desperate enough to risk her safety. Bravely, Ramona joins him, swallowing her rising fret. She had convinced herself a bargain with a powerful demon was the only way to solve all her problems. A gleam of devilish smile crept up the stranger's lips as she came closer aware of the jewel he's about to possess. "Please, sit down." He gestured to the chair across from him. "The drink is on me."