Trader of Favors, a Pactbinder.
Physical traits
Hell-Stuff Infused Body- I have the demon's strength, my body is as difficult to cut as stone and i can commit feats of might beyond even the most muscled mortal.
Demon-Eyed- There is little that can hide from the sight of a true demon, and with such sight i can pierce any illusion, see past any darkness.
Small Horns- I have small sharp horns growing upwards from my temples. Not the most intimidating or combat-worthy.
Demon's Claws- These claws, formed out of concentrated hell-stuff, can rend metal and tear flesh apart. They are useful both in and outside combat and are mostly retractable so as not to interfere with the use of my hands when i need them for more delicate tasks.
Various Minor Injuries-These things take a toll on me for now, but they will fade in time, especially if i can find some source of power to feed on...
Skills
Mercantilism (+5) Without skill in bargaining a pact-binder would be next to useless at his trade. My dealings with people of all kinds gives me a strong understanding of basic economics of all sorts, and great skill in barter and the negotiation of terms.
Power Brokering (+5) I am quite skilled in the subtle magic of transferring and consuming power, and in reaping the maximum Spritual benefit from my dealings with mortals
Clerical Skill (+5) I know how to keep careful records and write contracts without loopholes. I'm also handy at digging through written information quickly and effectively.
Diplomacy (+2) While i have a much easier time in establishing "Mutually Beneficial" agreements my past as a trader and pact-binder have sometimes necessitated that i soothe sensibilities and turn potential enemies into potential customers.
Perquisites
Linguist I've learned many languages across the span of many worlds. While i havn't retained all of those languages i did make sure to protect the knack i have picked up for learning them quickly.
Debt Metabolist Not all demons possess the power to manipulate debt by their own power and use it to their own ends, i do.
Thought Attunement My Demonic Horns give me the power to read the emotions of mortals with ease, and even provide me with enough of their mental context that i can mostly understand what a mortal says even when i do not know their language.
Inventory
Masterfully made Human Noble-man's clothing. (worn silk and linen material)
Centaur Leather Belt (worn)
Centaur Leather Boots (worn)
Ice Wolf Fur Cloak (worn Four empty inner pockets)
Masterfully made multipurpose Backpack ((worn), mostly empty.)
-Stone of Hellstuff
-Iron-Bound Spellbook (Titled: Beyond Apprenticeship: Arcana for the Intermediate Practitioner)
Metaphysical Hoard
Entirely Empty
Lie 1d20+2(diplomacy)+4(Target is shocked and afraid)=8 vs.
"Congratulations, mortal, on summoning me. For as long as you hold that spear, I cannot do you harm. What is your will?"You step towards the mortal and attempt to put all of the charm you can muster into your voice, speaking in a pidgin marketplace-learned elven, but the lie you provide sounds hollow, and your hunger betrays you as your voice drips with menace, rather than the likability you had hoped to convey.
The elf cries out and stumbles back in fear, until her back touches the wall a few feet behind her. Patiently you wait a few moments for her to gather herself, and her eyes slowly adjust to the darkness. As she sees you her fear fades, and she looks closely at the spear in her hands. Her fear hangs heavy in the air, but something feels... wrong with it, like a smell come from spoiling meat. Still consumable, but perhaps not very palatable.
She recovers however, and holding the crude goblin-made spear aloft she makes her first demand, speaking in a true elven tongue. "
Creature of the Slade Kingdoms, tell to me by what cost you render service." She is still afraid, but now you also feel the power of hate colouring her thoughts.