"God save me."
The blacked hooves echoed though out the stone and wooden facade of what may have been a church at one time, they never really did the research to find out the building history. Mortals always blind to the long winding roads that lead them to such dark places. He give them credit they got the runes positioned right, but he could tell from their shocked fearful stares that the meanings behind the runes were forgotten or had been made in jest. Too bad he didn't do jesting that was more Anton's deal. He grinned showing off the very ungoat like fangs in his maw.
"Oh I am afraid I am your only salvation here. So what will you give to live?"

I give you the demon Gustav. :)