Alastair:
Alastair sits down at a table it was a table full of elves they wanted to aquire some of his "Special talents." He watched them they all looked so nervous but I mean what do you expect they did just summon a devil to come sit at the table with them. "You know I don't have a need for good so please stop offering me that. Now I'm more interested in you guys when you die, when you die you will be turned into ghouls and will serve me there's something beautiful about you elevish people when your dead that just makes me want smile." Alastair said with a smile. "So you will be able to summon me whenever you need conciling on where the enemy is. And in return you all will become my serverents when you die. Agreed?" These 6 elves seemed to be a meletia group who knew they were over there heads Alastair snapped his fingers and a contract appeared. "Now all you have to do his sign." He said with a evil smile as soon as they did he put the contract into his shirt and bowed to them disappearing. Moments later the small building they were hiding in was bombed Alastair laughed, "They should have been quicker on seeking my advice about the enemy."
