<span style="font-weight: bold">Malifaith</span><br/>The creature shrugs, as if talking with bodyless voices was the most natural of things. "I'm bored," it whispers gently, "And I'm hungry, but that's a problem I seemingly can't settle here". With a faint grin it raises the little black book showing its cover to the surrounding shadows; the title reads<span style="font-style: italic">"The Maiden and the Black Wolf"</span>in silver engravings.<br/>The creature then examinates absent-mindedly its own fingertips, with nails that almost look like claws; after a while, it smiles asking: "And who would you be, my incautious friend?"