Duryna grumbled, her elbow on the table proping up her chin as she continued to wait, both for service and for the person she was suppoused to meet with. She hated waiting and she hated waiting while, well, while others were making so much more enjoyable noises. Her dark red armber eyes gleamed softly in the light of a nearby torch as she slowly looked around the room. A soft growl of aprroval came from her throat at the sight of the swaying rump of the Succubus. Sure they were demon spawn. But they were weak willed ones that could always provide some form of amusement.<br/><br/>She toyed with the hilt of her axe, her thumb rubbing back and forth over the bronze pummel cap that was embelzed with raised reliefs of dragons and fire. And running down along the shaft of the axe were twisting vines wreathed in flames. Sitting back in her chair more, making it creak she sighed and loosened the front peice of her chest peice so she could breath a little more freely.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>