The serpentine creature slithered over to her, reaching out to grab her jaw. He would turn her head, this way and that, looking at her features, and knowing the poison was still affecting her body. "You will ssserve me well, human. The last ssslave I brought back here killed herself. Lassst time I pick an Elf." He'd say, tossing her head to one side. He then slithered over to the stone throne. It had much growth on it. Vines tangled up the back rest, and seaweed rested on the seat. He was able to coil his tail around under him, lean back and rest his arms on the rests. "Sssssince I know most humans would rather die then serve a creature like me all their livesss, I offer you a deal. If you can do what none other has done, then I shall set you free. I am not an evil man, just one who desires a bit of company now and then. And no... not -that- kind. Though... Sssssome of my earlier sssslaves were enthralled in that forbidden pleasure, they never lived to make it home. For if you dont kill yourself here, Either I or the native wildlife will. So I suggest you stay in my little camp if you wish the chance at survival." He explained, reaching up now to scratch just under his chin, where four long tendrils hung from his jaw. The front two longer then the second set.<br/>If you looked around the camp, you would see how the place can be considered a camp. A deep pit in the center filled with bones, a few cages, and a small cave could be seen through a few trees. All this was only a slight jog from the beach, as you can tell from the sounds of the waves. "I sssshal not tell you what the thing is, that is for you to decide on your own. But if you can discover it, I will bring you back to the mainland where I found you. Or..." He looked at her, then to the pit. "You can hurl yourself into the pit, and die right now. The choice, is up to you." He'd say, leaning to one side to rest his head on his right fist, looking at her with a cocked stare.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>