[center][h1][b][color=A5F2F3]Ghelgath Fenrir Calder-Berg[/color][/b][/h1][/center]

Hell is hot. Well, blazing hot for that matter. What attracts demons so much to such torrid conditions? Is it to strengthen their immunity that of such harsh conditions? Or were they simply put here by the will of God, punished for the sins they've put into mention? Do they simply like scorching habitats? Hell, if they like it so much, why not go into the Sun? After all, its 5,777 Kelvin. They'd love it in there.

These are simply the thoughts that Ghelgath, The Wicked Lich King, wonders as he sits upon his throne. Yet his throne is nothing like the dark and ominous ones in the main regions of Hell. No... it's in fact the complete opposite of their materials. Ice. And speaking of ice, his entire castle is made out of such stuff. No he's not crazy. He's a demon alright. But he's not your average demon. He's of a special breed... an ice demon being a more appropriate term. Or a frost incubus, to be precise. After all, he was discovered in the caves of Scandinavia, completely frozen in a block of ice. Who knows how long he's been in there, but much of the world he once knew has completely changed. 

And thankfully, he doesn't have to worry about his entire castle melting. The demons were nice enough to produce a special kind of unmeltable ice, which was then used to make his magnificent castle. Further more, Ghelgath's castle is located in the rather cooler regions of Hell, where lava doesn't flow as far or often and the temperature being more bearable then in the main hub. As long as he carries a special ball of ice he calls, "The Frozen Heart", he'll be able to withstand any force of heat that is thrown at him. Without it... he has only minutes before either passing out or even dying.

As he sits on his icy throne, looking out his back window at the bleakness of Hell, he can feel a ripple of energy tingle down his spine, followed by an electronic sizzle. Ghelgath looks behind him to see the form of the oh, so glorious, King Rufus. It's been a rather long while since he met eyes with him personally. And it seems he has something important to say to everyone else. He reads a letter, stating about putting their "developments" to the tests through a little "game", which may or may not involve the rival Angels and Humans involved as well. Sounds simple enough however. The Lich King sighs to himself, followed by a light chuckle.

[b][color=A5F2F3]"Ah at last..."[/color][/b] he thinks to himself, [b][color=A5F2F3]"Heh heh heh heh, looks like the ole' Lich King is back in business. Challenge accepted."[/color][/b]

And with that, a portal opens up near his location. Getting up from his seat, Ghelgath heads towards the portal and goes right into it, not knowing in the slightest where it'll take him.