Claire Stafford, or Dantalion for the moment, was watching the landscape by the window of the car who took her in peripherie of Caernarfon. The young Lictor was acting as courier to deliver a grimoire to the Imperium cabal after the Deacon of Walles ruled who was its rightfull owners.

The car finally stopped before a beautiful manor and her driver steped outside to open her door, before inviting the red-headed mage to follow him inside.

The interior of the manor was even more ornate than it's exterior and Dantalion was guided pass a several coridor with obsiouvly expensive paintings. Finally she was invited in a room were a middle aged man in suit was waiting for her.

"Good afternoon Lictor Dantallion" he said was a politician smile and extended his hands. "I hope you had a pleasant journey."