*CRASH!  BANG!  CRRRACK!*

A chained-up crate was smashed open from the inside, and a small Imp came out, "Grah...  What in the name of the Void was that?  Where am I?"  The Demon looked around, "...I'm in Avalad...  Wow, I must've made those jerks REALLY mad, they sent me off to another country!"  He looked around some more, "Isn't this the place with that mercenary guild?  I'll look around..."  And so, the three-foot-whatever demon got out of his crate, not forgetting his trusty pitchfork, and walked around until he let out a gasp.

"The Hall!  I've only read about this..."  He walked in and said to a man standing around in the hall, he looked like he belonged there, "Can I join?  I'm good at stabbing and I'm competent."