“So then, do I now have your undivided attention?” Orias inquired with a tilt of his head to the right.  Quick, successive nods were his only answer from Zuureth.  “Good,” he said, as the demonic mentor sauntered around the deserted bar.  “You have yet to ask, so I’m just gonna tell you.”  It was quite obvious that Orias was enjoying himself and his simple task of explanation.<br/><br/>“Let me just say that your latest fling with the blonde and brunette was the typical last straw that broke the camel’s back.  This is what has riled our Dark Lord.  This is why I am here.  And this is why you have been ordered to do what I’m about to tell you to do,” he stated, coming up for air.  “You see, one of the women, and I don’t know which, had apparently consummated a deal with the devil a while back.  Payment was now due in full, but your little sexual encounters had inadvertently allowed her to escape from our grasp.”<br/><br/>Zuureth saw nothing but an unfairness in his words, and he protested vehemently, “How was I supposed to know all of this?  I knew nothing of her deal.  And how does my having sex with the pair have anything to do with her getaway?”<br/><br/>“An excellent question,” Orias countered with a sigh.  “We don’t know, but that’s not the point.  The point is that you were the last one with her, and therefore, you would know what she looks like, be it the blonde or brunette.  Chances are also good that she remains somewhere nearby.”<br/><br/>“So that’s it?” Zuureth asked, leery of something Orias might be withholding.  “I just need to bring this woman back and my debt is paid?”  Orias simply smiled, which instantly unsettled Zuureth.  “Uh, not quite that easy, my friend,” he said flatly.  “Though it never is, is it?”