Amidst the dim lighting of the candles throughout the dark corridors, two yellow flames stand out--Lord Charon's eyes. He surveys the crowd, happy to have some supporters and entertainment at his side. The throne room was perfectly set up for festivities. Wine tables with gold chalices lined the walls and musicians played a fitting symphony. Charon, all too weary from a long day of plotting, manipulating, and scheming claps his hands and orders some dancers to be brought forward to entertain him and the guests, looking to his companions with a charming smile. "Let us relax now and take part in some indulgence" he said in a calm voice that seemed gentle despite his demonic demeanor.