Lillith watched and listened as the meeting developed and grew. She was thinking, pondering on what could be done, what might happen, and what consequences should befall them if they failed. Doubtless the repercussions would be unpleasant for most of the company she was currently in - Lily, however, tended to enjoy such occasions - though she didn't jepoardise herself or others to be put in that position - sometimes she paid people herself...

A Dhaerwathil appeared, as did a couple of Elves whose demeanour screamed royal heritage. She learned the Dhaerwathil's name was Elhadron...
She listened as Elrian and Turin spoke, and as the rest of the group had their two pence to throw in. She giggled when Elrian mentioned the dungeons and spoke, quietly but at the same time loud enough to be heard across the clearing;

"Gathodel's dungeons are surely a damned sight more pleasant than I can be, for sure. He doesn't think the way I do - and nor, I would think, do his torturers." She finished her sentence with a small sadistic smile, and looked across the newer members of the group, her emerald green dress slightly moving in the breeze - clinking at the same time, of course...

She wouldn't mind playing a little - inspiring interest in her from the rest of the group might be necessary for their co-operation, and maybe even fun afterwards. She'd not had a chance to play with a Dhaerwathil, and she relished the opportunity, though this one looked a little quiet for her tastes.