Deep in hell, at a round table made of stone next to a blood red lake. There a group of entity's are playing card, go fish to be exact. 

The first is what seems to be a spider person, four long spider legs are sprouting out of his back and his eyes pitch black. He wears a merchants uniform and has a rather young appearance. 

The next one seems to be a nymph made of blood but all know her true body lies at the bottom of the lake. She claims that the presence of her true body would hurt her friends, but in truth: she's just shy.

The third is a lady of sorts. She has no colour on her except white and gold. Everything on her screams of wealth, yet she isn't satisfied. 

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The next is a massive brute with the traits of a pig, his muscles hid under layers of fat. His move endlessly moving, chewing food that wasn't there.

The fifth is a man with the traits of a dog. His arm was shaking as his other arm rested on a pouch on his hip. It seems like just a wrong gust of wind could cause him to go on a rampage. 

The next was a person clad in leather straps and has a collar around his neck. He would usually be quite the sight, but right now he's just annoying the one next to him. 

The seventh one was wearing a uniform of sorts. He has the looks of a royal guard and if he were any more prideful his chest would burst. 

The eight one was a human shaped monster.

Sloth, envy, greed, gluttony, wrath, lust, pride and evil.

"Say, how did you get here? Unlike us you're a mortal soul." Asked the lady.

"Oh, it's a long story. But I guess we have time."