Ursalo was a rare sort of demon, shaped almost entirely as a man if a very tall and slim one. He could never be mistaken as one though as he had scale instead of skin, bone white upon his sharply sculpted face, neck and torso, but oil spill black upon his arms and legs and the many snakes attached to his scalp.<br/><br/>He had eleven or so snakes coiled around his head though they were impossible to count as they slithered and writhed with wills of their own. When Ursalo laughed, the snakes laughed too, their mouths yawning open with strange cackling hisses, the sound blending with Ursalo's breathy giggles.<br/><br/>Their mirth was interrupted by the sound of a crunching apple and far more than two heads snapped towards the direction of the sound. The flower fell from Ranuk's lips as they all stared at each other, demon and elf once again brought together in the same place but this time entirely by accident.<br/><br/>Ursalo was delighted.<br/><br/>"Ah, helloooo!" Ursalo called across the way and raised a hand in friendly greeting, his elvish perfect save for a slight lisp, "little elves!"<br/><br/>"That is the younger prince," Ranuk growled behind clenched teeth, the back of his neck bristled with mortification.<br/><br/>That did not deter Ursalo in the slightest.<br/><br/>"Ah, wonderful, then I shall take this opportune moment to meet my future step father," Ursalo replied glibly in hissing demonic before reverting back to elvish.<br/><br/>"Hello, yoohooo!" The gorgon called again, "little prince and companion!"