At this point a trio of other unsavory folks shuffled in from one of the side chambers.<br/>Not truly members of Vholdran's demon-lord alliance, and so asked to come a bit later, after the others had been allowed to meet.<br/>They were... neutral parties... and their reputations were somewhat notorious throughout the lower planes for being rather difficult to work with at the best of times, but one could not dismiss what they might be able to offer, particularly since most of the other prominent abyssal lords disdained to use such avenues of resources.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc199/CrystalDragonSpaceMarine/npcnumbr3_zpsidcmthgl.png)</div>The first slammed the door open, clearly wanting to interrupt what was going on.<strong>"Hey Vholdran, are you done giving your spiel yet? We're getting bored waiting around."</strong><br/><br/>This was Robin Slagheart -- the Fallen Firre -- an infamous connoisseur of hellish experiences and a smuggler specializing in procuring slaves and objects from the upper planes. She gave a rather blasé glance across the accumulated demons, and then looked back to Vholdran.<strong>"You're done with introductions right? Ready to tell everyone if they need to get their hands on anything... unusual... they should come to me? Well, if not I'm sick of waiting for the dramatic moment. Hello everybody." </strong><br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc199/CrystalDragonSpaceMarine/npcnumbr1_zpsrkthemcn.png)</div>The second figure was a bar-igura, somewhat taller and beefier than usual, with an extra pair of arms. When not trying to sneak around, his pelt was a brilliant white. His name was Golgorath, and there were those who called him "The Commando of Hell".  He was as much an outdoorsman as you could find in the Abyss and he had personally explored more layers than probably anyone. He gave a curt nod to everybody and stood with two arms crossed, two on the ground holding him up.<strong>"You told them about the layers yet?"</strong>he grunted to Vholdran.<br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc199/CrystalDragonSpaceMarine/npcnumbr2_zpsqwtjb5gx.png)</div>The third figure didn't say anything or even make eye contact with anyone in the room, but glanced around while obsessively shuffling cards. She was dressed in fine silken robes and appeared mostly human except for her jackal's ears and array of tails. This one must have been Jannatha the Gambler -- not a native of the Abyss, but she had quite a bit of exotic wealth available to those willing to make a deal with her.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>