Azazel

*you are sitting down in the tavern when suddenly from outside you hear the sound of roaring flames and historical laughter. You quickly run out to see a roaring tower of fire. Out of it fly many imps and small demons crawl from the broken earth. The town square is crawling with demons. You hear others gather and cheer as a stage rises with a woman standing atop it. A stage is set with multiple succubi holding instrument. The woman in the center speaks* Hello ladies and gentlemen of Latterdale!