The Wistful Deviless
"The road to the crater ends at a brass gate in the crater wall. Beside it stands an oddly charming little cottage. It's thrown together from pumice and basalt, but it features honeysuckle. An equally charming deviless in a tea-gown leans against the cottage wall, twirling a parasol and fanning herself."
"I am the guardian of this place. You may not pass. But can I offer you a cup of armillaria tea?"[1]
The Wistful Deviless is a deviless who resides on the island of Mount Palmerston.[2] She is a member of the Brimstone Convention,[3] a group of exiled aristocrats from Hell, and she guards the route to the volcano's crater to ensure no interloper hears things they should not.[2][4]
The Deviless is polite, demure, and entirely nonthreatening to those who visit her quaint little residence.[2] She responds to gifts graciously,[5] has a tendency to overapologize for social misjudgements,[6] and can be very openly emotional.[5] She is also a very sappy drunk.[7] When duty calls, she is willing to be threatening, but will (usually) not harm those she cares about.[4] The Wistful Deviless is still a devil, however, and has some odd habits and views. She keeps a suitcase made of human skin,[8] enjoys poisonous wines,[9] and has a great love for souls.[5] She also has a condescending attitude towards humans, and is confused and disgusted by emotions such as compassion.[10][11]
The Deviless is a restless spirit who feels dissatisfied with her current station.[12] Her faith in the Brimstone Convention has wavered,[13] and she misses London, Hell,[14] and opportunities for mischief[15][16] and the procurement of souls.[17][18] She seeks to feed the Brass Embassy information about the Convention so they may allow her return,[19][20] but her true loyalties are indeterminable.[21]
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