It serves as an inter-planar hub to send/retrieve packages/messages and the like.
As an inter-planer establishment beings from a great many planes of existence/realms/dimensions can be found working here. Several of the staff are what could be called demons.
Boss ImpEdit(Real name unknown) A pint-sized demon with intermittent temper tantrums. He manages the entire operation's finances and also personally approves or rejects courier hopefuls. He lacks patience and tries to keep things as professional as possible when not provoked.
Setting up trade between planes is where most of the profit comes from since one plane's junk might be another plane's life giving substance. It is unknown how he and Hank came to be business partners in this venture, but he was the one to think of how to best profit off of it, or so he says. In actuality, he was once a member of a demon royal family, but fell from grace via the underhanded (maybe) methods of a rival for his place in line to the throne, his main goal in establishing the guild is to regain his lost status.
He is an advocate of adapting new magics and technology into the establishment if he feels it would benefit him. And don't think of them as wings, think of them as an extra pair of arms that just happen to look like what we would call wings.
HankEdit(Pronounced as ╞Σ═╧·→╤^╔╤≤r╚, but that causes humans who hear it to pass out) Some kind of old one, possibly related to or knows Skull King. He serves as the Post Master General since his magic is powerful enough to pierce realms and persists beyond any reasonable sphere of influence. Whereas most magic is localized to the plane in which it was cast, Hank's is universal.
At one point he invented an anti-witch force-field which was stolen by a witch and then enhanced to keep other witches from stealing her stuff. This lead to a massive one-up war over who could enhance the anti-witch force field device the most, one witch would figure out a way to bypass it, steal it, then enhance it, and the process repeated until it rendered most of the witch plane uninhabitable to witches. Eventually Hank sent someone to retrieve it, but by then some witches had already attempted to relocate to the human realm with poor success.
The people who actually go places, deliver things, find lost things, deal with monsters, and make sure the recipients sign for the packages.grey lantern levels of disconcern for the bizarre and her total indifference to the Boss' temper tantrums, she landed her current job as a courier. She only accepted because she had nothing better to do and would need some postal fare to mail herself back home anyway. One of the few things that does annoy her is the Demon Post Office's fixed portal to Earth being located on the British Islands.
Her sword is actually Hank's missing letter opener and she carries a Frank coin around with her which is charged with demon magic to power some of her equipment. She was originally going to spend the coin on a soda or something on her way home and hangs onto it claiming that's her intention when she makes it back home, though she won't admit that it has become something of sentimental value to her.
GutterEditHe's a bird, a bird who used to be a Deep Crow, or something similar to one until he lost whatever the demon equivalent of poker is. He was then cursed to have his form reflect his current mood as an ironic punishment for his poor bluffing skills. Erin became partnered with him when she started being assigned more dangerous deliveries, she calls him Guitar since he likes to talk a lot. Usually, he serves as a guide to her.
- "I used ta be the biggest fooken bird in the dimension, I'm tellin ya I was!"
- "Oiseau godiche."
- "I was! They calls me Gutter in the hollows. Tore through mole and beast like pyroclast."
- "Guitar is very fitting, your twitter is very charming. Tell me more."
- "Really, wait no its GUTTER."
- "As I said, Guitar'."
He claims he's only going on these errands because he needs to the money to pay off his debts, but he's still terrible at lying.
Method of TravelEdit
The guild uses inter-planer portals to get from one realm to the next extremely quickly. Portals are paths between planes that have set entrances and exits, they can be naturally or artificially created and typically function as permanent or predictably reoccurring paths. Hank, though, is capable of creating portals which last as long as they're needed and carry relatively little risk. The guild (via Hank) can also pry into planes that would be otherwise difficult or impossible to access. This is the main appeal for people to come to the couriers for inter-planar transport since no one wants to wait around for the right conditions to happen for a portal to open, risk getting ambushed at the other end of a permanent portal, or rely on a witch's personal portals since those are more time consuming to construct, run the risk of collapsing, and are usually shorter reaching.
Each courier is issued a cloak by Hank. They are incredibly potent at warding against hostile magics, preventing the wearer from becoming lost, and shielding them as they cross planes. They are also very difficult to steal since Hank, one of the few natural inter-planar beings, custom tailors them to each Courier.
The cloaks also have ability to quickly recall their wearer to the office through an instant artificial portal, but that's the extent of its planar transportation. The office is like a hubworld; almost anyone can access the portals that lead to it for business reasons. Courier's with cloaks can enter through the employee entrance, putting them closer to the portals only they have access to.