The shiny etched goblet swung back and forth, to and fro, tossed about from Dolly's fractal patterned movements like it was in the midst of maelstrom.  Disiyir spun himself into a series of cartwheels before plopping his hairy rear onto the ground with a thud.  Something unsettling reverberated through his body, gave the frolicking fey creature reason to bring the pan pipes away from his lips.<br/><br/>Naturally, his bristly fingers swept up a nearby wine skin as he gazed about the darkened nightscape they were traversing through.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"Something horridly creepy is in the air, a dreadful burning pit of rage fueled despair."</span>The wild Korred shivered at the sensation before tilting his head back, dousing his open mouth with liquid courage in the form of purple wine that fell in equal parts down his throat and splashed across his chest.<br/><br/>His widened eyes cast their gaze cautiously about, then the shrieks and unearthly howls shook his very bones about.  With the realization that a cemetery now surrounded them his eyes turned upwards towards Dolly.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"Hey, maybe we should go away, and not come this way, even on a sunny day?"</span>He clasped his hands together, his voice pleading for her to flee.