[color=gray][h2]Ag'thal - Greed[/h2][/color][hr]

From the shadows merged the one and only Lust, speak of the devil. A few dozen of Ag'thal's eyes turned to observe her while the rest kept their gaze fixed on Wrath, almost beckoning them to get mad. She didn't need to provoke the angry sin more, however, because Lust took it upon herself to finish the job. A hissing laughter echoed from Greed's abomination of a form, mouths grinning with sharp teeth exposed, dark tongues poking out like snakes from a rubble. She wholeheartedly agreed with the demon who'd taken a human form of an attractive woman; Hell was a lost cause.

“Ah, Ag’thal... well, you are looking positively delectable, my dear!” Lust greeted Ag'thal at least, extending a snippet of her true form to stroke along Ag'thal's mutilated form. Lust's hand passed through Ag'thal's wispy, smoke-like hair, stroking the creature's cheek comfortingly. One of her mouths let out almost a purring sound, while another hissed in displeasure. Overall, however, the gesture was well recieved. Ag'thal relaxed and let her countless eyes drop closed, six clawed arms falling to her sides. 
“My sweet, while I do adore your most lofty of goals, what realm have we access to?” the demon continued in an overtly tacky sweet voice, all the while making herself a seat of sorts.
[b][color=gray]"A way shall present itself to me, one way or another. I've yet to encounter an obstacle I can't overcome,"[/color][/b] Ag'thal mused in a wistful voice, an underlaying smugness seeping through. She also took a seat, letting her strong tail hold her up from the ground like a royal chair. Wispy tendrils of Greed's hair floated in the darkness, seeming to absorb any light around it like a black hole. The demon listened to Lust as she talked, her being relaxing further in the presence of her more favoured associates.

Then arrived Envy, seething as always. Just seeing him made Ag'thal smile in smugness. Listening to the Black Hound talk, words veiled with mockery, Ag'thal couldn't feel more malignant towards him.
[b][color=gray]"Envious as always, I see... I'm positively surprised that you haven't turned green yet, [i]Shael[/i],"[/color][/b] Ag'thal sniggered with an amused tone, a little belittling, for sure. How pathetic, Ag'thal thought. Even in their presence it was obvious the only thing Shael'Vol wanted was what was not his.
[b][color=gray]"See, that's the difference between you and me. You're all 'want, want, want' while I..."[/color][/b] she trailed off, not in any hurry to finish, [b][color=gray]"I just [i]take[/i] it all,"[/color][/b] she finished, more than just a little self-satisfied.
She didn't feel bad for being so cold and malicious. That's how demons were. But Ag'thal in particular, well... she'd never been able to feel empathy. Nor happiness, nor satisfaction. All she'd ever felt was greed, that insatiable hunger for everything. She wanted it all, and instead of growing bitter over wanting, she eventually also took; kept conquering, kept taking. She had yet to feel a single flake of remorse or regret over her actions. She even went as far as to think she was incapable of fully loving anything, of feeling anything but greed. It was sort of a curse, really. Something Ag'thal could think about when she was roaming these empty pits, reflecting on her life. She felt no remorse, but she did feel boredom. And she did yearn for something more. If it was only her greed, or an actual emotion, she couldn't say.
[b][color=gray]"I do have to say it is an odd choice of form, Lust,"[/color][/b] Ag'thal added. As much as she didn't like admitting it, Envy was right. The form was beautiful and lustful by human standards, but to a demon it didn't signal the same things as it did to a human. [b][color=gray]"Are you planning on joining me on my quest for the mortal realm, dear? That disguise would surely hold in the world of humans."[/color][/b]