Listing against the wall, it. He, stared at her with an intensity to which there was no compare. Standing  nearly head and shoulders over Lara, his tentacles seemed to by the only thing moving, save the water at their feet...<br/><br/><i>&lt;Dreeeaaam... Ssseeeeekerrr...&gt;</i><br/><br/>It spoke into her mind, head tilting slightly, Then the hallway filled with a sound like it was trying to laugh and hickup at once, body convulsing with each shudder, tentacles spazming. But soon, the laughter won out, as it rose up. It's head thrown back with a sadistic glee, voice bellowing with something, something black and booming. Something which was not joy or mirth or any such positive contenence...  No... This was a sound as black as the shadows, fowl as the deths of an mass grave and evil as the pits of hell itself. It was a laugh which chilled the guts while boiling the blood... And it stopped all too suddenly, as he spoke again,<i>&lt;Dream Seeker... The Seeker of Dreams... She who walks both planes... The Wayward Dreamer... The Dreamer far away... Yes! Yesyesyesyes... Yessss...&gt;</i><br/>His posture shifted, leaning foreward as he pushed off the wall, standing with feet spread but strong. Long, blade tipped fingers twitching much like his face tentacles, all save the metallic ones stretching and twisting in one themselves. The items on his belt, made of stones, metals and gems of another worldly wrongness, looked to be of use both in torture and pleasure...<i>&lt;Dreamer... Dreamer dreamerdreamer... So long... So long it has been... So loney, since you SEALED ME</i>!> Sentence ending with a BOOM that shuddered the walls like ripples of water and made the small pond at their feet bubble.<i>&lt;How? Howhowhow... How... Oh yes, How has life faired? How did you survive so~ No, no you did not survive.. .So how did~ Oh, oh-hohoho... Reincarnation? Such a complex weaving... SO curious, yes most curious... Wouldn't you say it's curious?&gt;</i>Slowly coming to a more casual stand, trying to 'compose' himself, hands behind his back and feet together, back ramrod straight and head held high.<br/><br/><i>&lt;But, but why, Dreamer? Why are you hear? Why do you stare so? Do you not like it?&gt;</i>Gesturing with right hand to his visage,<i>&lt;It is, your own handywork, after all...&gt;</i>Dipping his head slightly... As if in thanks, his tendrils coiling up under what could pass for his chin. Then, he heard the echo of another, one distant, who stang of magic and purity...<i>&lt;YOU BROUGHT ANOTHER?!&gt;</i>He boomed, taking an agressive step forward, then stopping, head tilting.<i>&lt;A friend? A friendafriendafriend? No... Not a friend, you know her as well as I... Is it, could it be? A gift? A meal to slack my hunger?!&gt;</i>Another step closer, tentacle convulsing once more.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>