Asazel had climbed to the rooftops and was running (and jumping when necessary) across them, quickly as he could to the first person who came to mind; Herr Meerschaum, so named for the stately red pipe he smoked, passed down through generations. Some said it was the secret to his great power, but others simply said it was his favorite. Whatever the reason for his marvelous pipe, Herr Meerschaum was not easily swayed. It would take some convincing on Asazel's part to win him over.
At last, he had arrived. Jumping from the rooftops, he landed on the sidewalk, with an audible thud and a crack from the cement fracturing.
He walked up to Herr Meerschaum's door and-
Look, I just need you to-
She's bound to-
Asazel, you know I don't take mercy on every woman you find who has a geas on her head. What makes this one so special?
She has power, and is talented in its use. I sense no malice in her. She simply lost her head trying to secure information, which lead her to make a deal with a devil.
Exactly. Who can say she won't make the same mistake again?
I can. She's aware now of the danger it posed, and has learned from her mistake.
*Sigh* Very well. Where is she?
In my safehouse, just three miles from here. We have to hurry, I'll carry you on my back. He may be looking for her!
With that, Asazel set off with the magician on his back, straight to the safehouse.
A few minutes later, they had arrived. Asazel took the key from his pocket and opened the padlock. Both men walked down the stairs, and Herr Meerschaum lit up his pipe.
Greetings. Alex, I presume? He examines her aura. I can remove the seal that ties your spirit to this world. But, the next time a demon offers you such a deal, just say no.
The ground began to shake as Meerschaum worked his magic on the seal. Alex began to glow and then returned to normal.
Herr Meerschaum took a long drag off of his pipe and exhaled. Ahh...this was the last one, Asazel. Next time you pay me.
Aha, good one mein Herr...Asazel judged by Meerschaum's facial expression that he was serious.
*Ahem!* Uh, ok. If there is a next time?
With you, there's always a next time.
Asazel looked at Alex.
We should probably go back to Der Hafen. You're safe from him now. Are you interested in fighting the good fight?
I expect it's something to do with cheap rolex watches enlarging his penis while he makes $400,000 an hour working from home.