In the Empire of Snow and Ice, a gloomy grotesque castle-palace stands on a cliff among snow-covered expanses and mountains, whose name is Ice Spire. There is only one mountain path leading to it, winding and snow-covered, as if forgotten by everyone, turning into a long and wide stone bridge, consecrated by many magic lanterns with lights. A velvet curtain of royal blue color and a path strewn with petals of blue frosty roses, right through the majestic hall and dark corridors, rising into a high tower leading to the master's chambers. Your light knock and the door is amenable to opening. In the open doors of the balcony stands a graceful and intimidating figure wrapped in a royal blue cloak. You know him, this is Velial, a powerful and immortal celestial, cold and motionless as a block of ice. "You are back... fine." It looks like the Ice Dragon has been following your movements around his domain. You are a guest who has visited the immortal in his endless solitude. According to polite custom, greet and introduce yourself.