<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>After Isulura left, Torven knelt and gently touched Fierash's shoulder.  "Hello, am I disturbing anything," he asked, adding, "Is there anything you need?"  He waited, partially hoping that the Farghul would like something, partially hoping that he wouldn't.  BEing alone, in a private place with Isulura, while highly tempting, was exactly that, highly tempting.