08-17-2016, 07:43 PM
*Neviah watches with glee at the carnage unfolding from Wizwick and Golbagh, so as the demon and Lilth talk she clubs whatever imps she can find and kicks them their way.*
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.