(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/9c/91/99/9c91993185da4c865044fc868c776323.jpg) Lilith flew high over the mortal realm, she was beginning to think she might be lost, the problem was everywhere was covered in snow. So finding a rather remote palace on a range of mountains was not one of her best skills. Fortunately the Demon Prince of her house and her father had some underling make her a map.<br/><br/>She glanced down at the scrap of paper in her hand, in the other she carried much like one would carry a purse her imp Phenex. Ah! She recognized the mountain range from the map as the one she was now crossing, she began her decent from the higher and warmer air currents to below the cloud line and into the frigid air of the mountains. The wind whipped at her purple locks and she shivered. If only she was back in her tower in the Demon Realm. That was a thousand times better then going to these peace talks with angels of all things. Her lips curled with disgust at the thought of trying to be peaceful with those pompus windbags.<br/><br/>Lilith finally spotted the dwarf palace, flapping her wings she soared over the gateway, an open roof building looked to be a safe landing spot for her and so beating her wings slowly, Lillian landed her green stiletto boots clicking gently as she landed gracefully on the tiled floor of the aviary. Folding her wings behind her, Lilith unceremoniously dumped Phenex on the ground as an attendant rushed in. "Lilith Bloodhammer" she announced full of her own self importance.