[[No no, it's fine! It's kind of adorable. :3]]<br/><br/>The half-orc groans again, eyes still trying to track effectively as the poison takes its sweet time clearing itself from her bloodstream. This time, one groan turns into a yawn partway through, showing off a number of teeth too pointy for a human's blood; two of the ones on the bottom protrude just a bit, giving her a slightly tusk-y shape to her jawline. They're dainty enough that it's not nearly as intimidating as Vormitraax's fangs, though. Or Felicity's, for that matter. The questions seem to slowly filter into her head, though she does try to lift her hand to her head a few times to rub her temples as the 'hangover' hammers out a beat along with her pulse on the side of her head. She looks around, dark eyes starting to clear, and her breath hitches at the sight of Vormitraax first and foremost. Compared to that, the two fuzzballs on top of 'her' bed get maybe a few seconds' look as she focuses on the dragon. In response to the questioning, the half-orc stays quiet for a long few seconds, eyes darting around to try to find an escape rout despite Aiyaka's presence. Seeing nothing, with a sigh, she lets herself go a little limp with a grimace of pain. "The Great Forest," she grumbles- and then seeing a lack of instant recognition, she amplifies, "I mean the one west of Gulltown, not the other ones." That was... at least five hundred miles away from where the party had gone into the dwarf mines. "We were exploring a dungeon, looking for something, and we... got here instead. Two weeks ago."<br/><br/>To the last question, she snorts. "You kidding? Our rogue gave the succubus statue a hug and it came to fuckin' life, and started fuckin' the poor boy right atop the pedestal. Drained his soul right out while calmly explaining this freakshow to us all. A few of the others dove right in and started eatin' anything they could, me... and a few others... just tried to stay out of the way. Met tall dark and horny and he seemed to take a shine to me, figured I'd take his protection and be glad." She colors. "Not like his... woman, though. She was..." the half-orc coughs. "She was human when I first met her. Kept getting more and more cowlike each time he... well, he ain't never had me, and I don't plan to let him if that's the price of it. You eat him yet?"