There was one individual who was completely oblivious to the painstaking effort that had gone into redesigning the now Infernal City, as she had never had much of an eye for art or architecture. The faces of the old inhabitants burning from inside with pretty green light catch her attention, and the sounds of pain and pleasure emanating from the many buildings served only to fuel her irritation.<br/><br/>The tips of her cape brushing the ground softly, greaves clacking on concrete, Scarlet Thorn strode at a hurried pace through the streets of the City. The entertainment she was promised was nowhere to be seen, which frustrated her to no end. If they were going to make her sit in for another boring Althing, she needed something to drink, fuck or snort before and afterward. "Lousy fuckin'... can't be assed to put up signs..." She grumbled, throwing her hands into the air in exasperation.<br/><br/>If nothing else, she had hoped to run into Havoc and Iron Tyrant. He was always good for a merry chase. Of all her playthings, he was one of the few she hadn't gotten bored with yet. Watching the self-aggrandizing loaf trot along, reaching out but always failing to grasp her manages to entertain her to no end. Though, considering it was her first visit, she'd hoped to have some fun with a Dragon-blood or several.<br/><br/>Too frustrated to keep walking, the white-haired beauty took off in a sprint down the street, intent on running down the first thing she saw that moved and asking for either entertainment or directions, she wasn't sure which.