He stared at her. Still leaning against his fist. He stared for a few moments, long past her attempted strike. Finally, he got up. His lower snake-like body uncoiling as he slithered his way to her. "What am I? I am a monster by your standards. I am a fowl creature, who preys on the weak and innocent for his own 'kicks'. I am a demon of arcane origin, and a destroyer of hope. That is what your kind see me as. But through my eyes... I am but a simple man. Trying to find enjoyment in the little things of life." He stated, slithering his way to her. He was about seven feet tall from the top of his head to the bottom where his body touched the ground, into a serpentine tail. His face was snake-like. It protruded from his head like a snout. some of this teeth shown when he spoke, all razor sharp and to a point. Along his back were three tall frills that shivered as the win blew. Orange webbing to match his greenish scales. His belly and chest were a tan like color, flowing down all the way to the tip of his tail. His hands held three fingers, two main ones, and a thumb. The rest of his features are what you'd expect from a Naga. Fearsome, and demanding of caution.<br/><br/>"As for what you must do, again... That is a secret you must find out on your own. And do not worry about surviving. I treat my pets like I would treat anybody else. When I hunt, I shall bring back food for you as well. But for now, we rest." He said, looking at her with his serpentine eyes, leaning forward to get a better look. "Actually... what was your name?" He'd ask, his large body hovering over her now.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>