Into the demonic realm

Aeriella would not venture into another plane alone with Oanaelour, the four drow guards would go with her, armed. The apprentice had a bag with ingredients and potions, and she also carried a scroll that would return them to the court when cast. She was wearing her enchanted catsuit and a pair of high-heeled boots, a practical travel outfit.

The travel through portal was quick, but not immediate, as most would expect, they actually had to walk the distance between the planes, even though there was no physical space there. The other end opened on a desolated rocky plain, the sky had a dark red colour, similarly to the dirt they walked upon. Oanaelour seemed to know the path, but to the elves all the boulders looked the same. Finally in a short distance they spotted an enormous construction, it was something between a fortification, a mansion and a shrine, only bigger than all three combined; it seemed that this was their destination.

They entered the building through a door in the wall, the portal was big, but Aeriella expected to see a huge gate leading to such a gigantic structure, not just a three metre door. Beyond them was a vast hall with another three dozen doors leading out of it, in the middle of the hall there was a desk, by it stood the most handsome elf Aeriella had ever seen. As elves go he was tall and lean, but also moderately muscular, his face somehow managed to be soft and chiseled at the same time. Because of the place they were in the apprentice knew that he was no elf, but an incubus, an incredibly treacherous creature whose only purpose was to seduce and deceive. Unfortunately, it seemed that she would have to deal with him somehow, since Oanaelour was heading his way.