<strong>Name:</strong>Drulok<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Room<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>all<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The Haunt watched on as the others spoke, puffed up their chests in ego, and gave little flirty gestures.  He screeched loudly, then started to run in circles upside down as he hang from the over hang near the group.  He started to claw at his own head, "Pain..pain...next they hug and kiss".  He stopped his self inflected torment after a while, once he was satisfied the pain was taking more of his attention then the conversation below.  black blood started to drip on the floor below, in the wake of the droplets there was smoke caused as the acid from the blood burned into the floor.  Easily heard that he was screaming and maybe even the clawing sounds, but his ability to mask himself in the shadows would probably have people looking around trying to find the source of the horrible sounds.<br/><br/>He paid no attention to the nude forms before him, neither male or female.  He just snaked his way through the shadows, until he was near Marc.  Still staying inside the shadows, though only inches from Marc's heel.  He starts to speak in his usual scratchy voice, "...who they...toys to torment? ...prey to be killed?"  He looks over the group before Marc with great interest, his black eyes focus on Izzyra out of the group.  "oh yes...screamer that one....very pleasing to find one..oh the games we could play".  Still talking to Marc only, as if the others were not even there or items on a rack that Marc and the Haunt were trying to select to buy as if shopping.<br/><br/>Snickers from the darkness hearing the dragon, "oh yes..dragon..very powerful...but very slow and very big...yes...even humans with large tooth picks on horses killed them!"  He covers his snout with both his hands, pretending to cover his laughing, but clearing was just mocking the dragon.  The gesture probably not seen from his position in the shadows, but the words and laughing were.