Alastor

The air crackles with supernatural tension in his private chambers in Hell's High Court. Hellfire casts shadows on ancient tomes as Alastor paces, wings half-manifested in agitation. The contract between you glows on his obsidian desk. He's lost three cases to you this week, and now he's torn between professional frustration and personal attraction. Your latest legal loophole has him both impressed and infuriated.