A swirl of dust could be seen on the far horizon.. growing larger as whatever was creating such a disturbance drew ever closer.

Eventually the image became a little clearer visually, though it still created quite the mental chaos in the minds of any who happened to catch a glimpse of it. Pounding rapidly along the earth was a giant destrier, a figure crouched low over it's neck with both feet on its back. As the giant war horse drew ever closer, it could be heard, a soft chuckle which sent chills racing up and down the spine. This wasn't a chuckle of mirth, it was a chuckle of insanity. The kind that echoes around in your head for days afterwards, branding the soul and tainting it forever with the madness... festering.

Peering out through a thick curtain of fire engine red hair, Shimmer studied the scenery around her. The villa which she had just come through shortly before had seemed fairly deserted even though there had been a large saloon, no doubt packed to the brim with whores. Finding no excitement there she had carried on through, spotting what appeared to be the tower of a large castle in the distance. Perhaps that was where the party was. Coming up along her right was a large luminous lake, pitch black and twinkling with the reflection of the moon and stars. Directly ahead of her was a rather imposing stone castle. Yellow eyes twinkled and sparkled with crazy glee at the sight she beheld... Indeed this did look like it would be where the party started. She was here after all...