It takes about ten minutes of negotiation, since the demons don't have a clear leader amongst them, though, by the end, a male marilith manages to take charge and speak for the group, and because a number of them are clearly more interested in murdering the numerous, terrified townsfolk gathered around, watching the scene, fearful for their lives.<br/><br/>Ultimately, the silver-tongued bard managed to get the story out of them; they were personal servants of the imp; unlike most of the army, who were made of minions of other demon lords, these were his followers, directly, but had been away from the citadel at the time of the fight. With the death of their lord, they instinctively knew who their new lord was; the one who killed the predecessor. As such, here they were, to serve the newest Demon Lord.