<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"><b>To Gm/Abby</b></span><br/><br/>Another appendage, coming up through the stone floor, wrapped around Abby in a snug, but not painful embrace. It separated her quickly from the Ectoplast she was entangled with, the thing was huge, with horrific looking mouths appearing and disappearing seemingly at random. the tentacle seemed to envelope her whole body but was still massive enough that it could have swung around the room and cleared out a portion of the hall.<br/>"I understand that this is a witch of the order, but at an event such as this, would you refrain from your feedings while students are signing up for activities?" The voice was filled with implied aggression and haughty contempt. Geril found humans, elfs, and the like interesting and rather captivating with all their oddities. He did not regard his own kind as such, and was much more likely to regard them as his inferiors. Especially those who lacked the age or the arcane power to make up for their smaller size. Especially at events like this he was getting annoyed that students were not being allowed to actually sign up for anything, but were simply being molested left and right. He also felt that he owed this own a favor, in apologize for his previous overbearing. His threat delivered, his appendage retreated back into the stone floor. It was clear that the Great Hall was also within Geril's grasp now.