*There is the sound of shattering glass, some screams and cackles, and an acrid smelling reddish mist meanders and curls through the demons, who scream if it touches them. The wisps of gas all but dissipate by the time it enters the tavern, but anyone who it touches feels a slight stinging burn*
A demoness barely in command of the demons surrounding the tavern. A skull is smashed oddly onto her head, her large red horns curling through and around it. A loud screaming laugh punctuates her existence; she is often seen setting things on fire while screaming about this freezing wet place.