<div align="center">The demoness purred in a voice sweeter than honey and stepped forwards, and Catriona nearly forgot that she didn't have to breathe. She had made the connections. Demons were not completely unpredictable in the way they presented themselves, and Catriona had done her share of research when she had been preparing for this meeting. She had absolutely no doubt that this woman was a member of House Lilith, most likely a succubus or a cambion of sorts. Still, suddenly being pulled into a deep kiss was still unexpected. It was surprising enough that for a moment, she nearly succumbed to Lilith's clever little charm.<br/><br/>However, being an undead lich had its perks. When she had been alive, she would have fallen for Lilith's ploy hook, line, and sinker. Without the charming magic, even! But now, her body and any desires that had come with it had withered away. Any love Lilith could capture her in would have to be stronger than lust or any simple charm she could conjure up. Still, it was a decent effort. It certainly gave Catriona a better idea of what Lilith hoped to achieve in this place.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry, my dear," she laughed, "for the cold lips. I could create the illusion of body heat, if I so desired, but I'm afraid I didn't take that precaution for my arrival today." She waved a hand and for a moment, her illusion flickered. Lilith would get a brief glimpse of glowing eye sockets and gleaming white teeth, and then she would again see a grinning elf. "You will certainly have to try harder than that, darling. You are, of course, welcome to try as many times as you wish. It would make a fun game, though I warn you I'm not known for my losing streak."<br/><br/>She removed herself from Lilith's grasp for the moment and turned to a dwarven attendant that had rushed out. "I'm certain you heard my name, did you not?" she asked, then continued on when the attendant nodded, "Good. Has my luggage been taken to my room?" The attendant nodded quickly again, and Catriona began to wonder if she had possibly scared the poor thing with her true form. Some of the mortals could be so fragile, she hoped it wasn't the case. "Good, good," she murmured and took a moment to think to herself. Where should she start?</div>