The gentle breeze brushed across the Forgotten Plain.
Duncan, dressed like an ordinary adventurer, stepped off a ferry made from the bones of a Yugoloth slowly. Behind him were a pair of stunningly beautiful succubus twins, one of whom, an enchanting mage, tossed a soul crystal stone to the ferryman.
Infernal beings often work outside.
The Bottomless Abyss is like the metropolises, where the demons of the Chaos Camp dislike working, thus leaving a large number of job positions to infernal beings.
Demons all want to be their own bosses; a demon that doesn't aspire to become a demon lord is not fit to be a good pawn.
On this Nether River ferry made of crushed bones, subdued souls, and prayers, the ferryman greedily caught the soul crystal stone, then glanced at Duncan's departing figure, wisely asking nothing, though it wondered why this seemingly 'average' human could command two powerful enchanting mages as servants.
"Lord."
"Ahead is the Lake of Forgetting."
