Leave the castle.

Dago decided that today was the time for a walk on the wild side, to celebrate his new freedom. He exited Lilith’s castle and walked through the bitter cold of Hell for awhile. It was a bit easier to stand; he usually wore a lot of layers because he was constantly cold now. He was still freezing by the time he came to a crossroads.

The path looked dusty and slightly red, like there was a lot of iron in the dirt, much like back home. He didn’t see any signs anywhere, but assumed that anyone travelling by foot would know where to go. Unfortunately, he didn’t. He knew that he was heading north, if there was such a thing in Hell, and behind him was Lilith’s castle.