The tiger smiles as he sees the rabbit push the other one out of the way as his hand points at them.  He listens to Ritter talk and chuckles slightly.  The rug that only he can see stays tight around Akrain’s body.  It feels as if he is wrapped up tightly and unable to move, the rug not ripping at all.  When he hears the cry of the lizard his hand stops and he turns back to the lizard.  He looks at what he says and smiles some as he listens.  He doesn’t say anything and just looks at him, only talking once he is finished.  “<span style="color: orange">You’re thinking is a little off.  What makes you think that I am the host of this?  I am just a guest like you.  I just happen to know a few of the guests and the host and where this place is.</span>”  He lowers his other hand and the rug goes off of Arkain, letting him move again.  “<span style="color: orange">The host of this party is Tahix, a god of rape and deviant desires.  This place is his main temple and it is impossible for anyone to leave for about a week.  The guests are free to do as they like and free to do whatever they like to each other.  That is what this party is about, freedom to do whatever you desire to someone else.  All that is required is that person is weak enough for you to force it to happen or to do something that they agree to.  So have fun.</span>”  He smiles at them before it looks as if he remembers something.  “<span style="color: orange">Oh, how rude.</span>”  He then bows slightly to them.  “<span style="color: orange">My name is Ghost, a high priest of Tahix.</span>”