<i>Drifting amidst the swirling stillness of the ethereal plane, Aurora let out a slight sigh of frustration as the small gathering of individuals kept saying decidedly uninteresting things like 'job' and 'not now' to what she had to assume was normally an intrinsically interesting demoness... it had been days since the spirit had left her ramshackle abode and now that she does, the closest thing to entertainment she had found was a small contengent of work-focused people who had so much potential to amuse her!<br/>
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Still, she was forced to admit that the group was better than nothing, and so she had drifted along with them, peering from the ethereal void, not bothering to manifest at the moment since, knowing her luck, the group would think her a spy from some icky troll thing they kept talking about... they did seem awfully pre-occupied with information gathering after all... and so she merely floated amongst them.<br/>
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In time the group seemed to arrive at a gathering of dark robed chanting people that it certainly seemed they weren't too fond of and, indeed, the creature's fashion sense was attrocious!  Not that people deserved especially to die for terrible fashion sense, exactly, but if a demoness and her playthings were going to kill them anyway, it seemed silly not to indulge herself to a little fun.  As the group scattered out, Aurora floated forward and dipped down into the soil, allowing only her head to exist where it could be seen, if any of these creatures were capable of seeing into the ethereal plane... it was probably an unnecessary precaution, but enough of her former self remained that she still got weirded out from the idea of an arrow flying through her, despite full knowledge that it wouldn't hurt her in any way.<br/>
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Hovering, she waited... an eager little smirk moving across her pale lips... there had been four of them and there were five of these chanter-types... planning to fly into one of the chanters as soon as the battle was joined, making herself at home within the invoker and filling its mind with her thoughts, urging it into a brawl with its fellows and just, generally, helping to force the coming engagement to become even more chaotic and hilarious...</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>