The plains of stonevale were a peaceful place. Lilithios had been injured in a recent battle and had fled the city as they saw in their eyes how demonic she looked. But that wasn't her fault. Her former leader had made her that way. She was simply a lost soul elven in nature and now an outcast. She was a paladin herself prior so she still had faith in The Light.

She made it as far as the river that divided the plains before she collapsed from her injuries. Her breathing labored and shaky and her consciousness slipping in and out