Artholath leaned back, arms and various appendages resting on the table as he looked at Satan. "I'll admit, I was expecting something more interesting myself, but at the moment it does seem we're left with a bar in the midst of relative nowhere in this... little piece of cosmos." He pointed a finger at the demonic bartender as the hulking figure came into sight behind the bar. "Perhaps that fellow can help."

He threw a side glance to the little human that had walked up. "Is that for me?" Two appendages made vague gestures at the human.

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