Ah, yes, the work holes.. Once, every so often, somebody wouldn't even be put in a hole upon arrival in Hell. Generally, only newbies digged in the holes, and only during torture sequence. Anyone with a bit of time in hell would be moved to further degrading and painful torture posts. If Lucifer didn't know how to deal with a newbie or they were particularly bad, he would have them skip the holes all together.. Valor fit the former condition.
Inside the Starclan hole, vines suddenly rooted out of the ground being dug. The vines wrapped around Valor and pulled him into the soil, down into heats of great intensity of hell, and then threw him upwards, above the surface, and high into the air of hell where he found himself being pulled into a red cloud in the sky. Upon entering this red cloud, he would find himself in Lucifer's thrown room in his palace, sitting with a tired look on his face..
However; unlike usual circumstances, Valor was now hanging from a chain attached to the ceiling, which was decorated with artwork of some sorts, no doubt originals of the inhabitants of the Zauze region of Hell.
"Valor, Valor, Valor.. What can I say? Welcome to hell. We seem to be at a predicament with your racial background, so we'll be arranging another way for you to spend a few centuries. Now would be the time to make any.. deals you may want to make."