<span style="font-weight: bold">Malifaith</span><br/>Malifaith stands waiting for some moments for response , or for anything else to happen, until a growl from its stomach (or whatever it has for a stomach) reminds the creature of the long fasting. With another disappointed sigh, it rises up ... "Well, I'm no more in the mood for reading anyway", it whispers stepping in the corridor, heading to the gates...