(http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140822124945/kingofkatanova/images/0/00/Lo'slann.jpg)<br/><br/><br/>Alren had oddly enjoyed the flight.  At least it was a bit different.  He'd managed to tone down the odd urge to put on a flowery button up shirt and left the fanny pack at home.  It was going to be a good trip.  He walked past the succubus, returning her wink with a playful smack to her ass saying that he'd bring her back a few something's to remember him by should she only bring a friend.  Things had always been so chaotic in hell.  Never restful.  There was always work to be done.  Honestly really, it was the people that mattered there, and either tormenting them or slowly melting away their souls was a task that could only be done if you could really get down on their level and know just who they were.<br/><br/>Alren licked his lips and looked around.  Yes.. green.  Probably not the beset environment to 'blend' in really.  He checked his pack and made sure that his bag of holding was there with a few clothes and knick nacks.  A special little treat, he'd found the vestments of a cleric and did plan on eventually bringing a few way ward men and woman of the cloth back home with him.  He did promise the succubus after all, and it wasn't like he didn't have an eternity of working around her to NOT hear about how he forgot about getting her just a little something while he was out.  Talk about a living hell right?<br/><br/>"hrmm.." he said bringing a clawed finger to trace over the words on the pamphlet as he studied it.  "Kill.. check.. be safe.. check.. and.. right.. teleportation is a bit..er.. trickier.." he said before flexing his wings.  His tail lashed out behind him a moment before he made a quick decision to fly up just above the tree line, just for a moment to get a lay of the land and see if he could spot a lonely cabin in the woods, or something a bit more removed then a major town.