Kai'Thikul

Damned Lord of Brevoy
An ambitious lord of hell, the higher ranking devils looked down on him as being "only" a horned devil. Kai'Thikul knew better though. The mortal world of Golarion had grown weak over the past centuries. With the advent of the Worldwound the best heroes of those times had fought and died keeping the demonic scourge contained long enough for the barrier to be established along its perimeter. Those who could oppose a devil of his power were few and far between, and so it was that when a prayer echoed through the planes for someone to grant a request for order in the land Kai'thikul answered the call. The young man cowered in fear as devil materialized in his dining room, the table shattering against the wall as Kai'Thikul's tail flicked about with amusement. The devil quickly saw the man was no ordinary soul as after the initial shock wore off the man grew calm and composed. The man repeated his prayer."Help me to restore order to the land. My brother was slain after raising a necropolis in my home town, my sister has begun raiding the countryside killing the traders providing for us, and my parents died to bandits with no help in sight. Give me the strength to fight against this disorder and chaos, and the souls of my entire lineage will belong to you."The souls of an entire lineage was a rare and hard thing to turn down. It also so happened that the trials to choose a Malebranche from amongst his fellow Horned devils was only decades away. Another invasion of Hell would be occurring soon on the mortal plane, and with this new offer he could see himself being chosen for the assault. He would have a powerful family in place to lead the charge against their fellow man, and all he had to give in return was the small portion of power required for this young man to make his own destiny. A trivial thing for a devil as powerful as himself.