Dusk collected his gear and mount and followed the human shifter, running an appraising eye over the man's demons. Trying to remember if he'd seen similar before, where they were from and what might be expected of them, but if so it had been a long time back.
His own transport was originally from offworld as well. Resembling a cross between a cat and a dragon, it had a fishlike tail and a demon's face. Calm eyes spaced wide on its skull focused on each of the nearest humanoids in turn. Having developed a rapport with the animal Dusk could read its moods and was sure that at the moment the demonrunner would happily have tried to gulp a whole fire team of tired Tolkeenites down its blunt muzzle, if he'd let it. Fortunately his magic kept it in check. Trotting alongside and just as alien was his familiar Raze. The beast stood as tall at the shoulder as a grown dwarf and overlapping plates like samurai armor covered every bit of it but eyes and teeth.
Drano:
What are each of your specialties?
The silhouette gave an expressive shrug and a bit of a head bobble, smiling as if amused and embarrassed at the idea of anything so quaint as a specialty. Or having to brag for himself. He looked down his chest at the strap of his rifle the belt of his sword the articulated toes of his black alienhide boots before answering with deep voice and many hand movements. "
I hide. I shoot, cut, cast the magic. Walk the Rifts." In his offworld accent it sounded like 'Reefs'. He began pulling at a length of chunky hematite beads wrapped around his left arm. "
Talk to the things, the ones from Outside." His shifted his pupilless gaze towards Mephisto's servants and added significantly,
"Usually not like them. Spirits."
Dusk sniffed modestly and leaned back in the saddle.
"Some other things. I was in Jahwaq Shin" he finished, as if that explained everything.