<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Oren</span></strong></div><br/>The Piper can't help but grin at that, but keeps it low as to not scare her, he decides a bit of a show is in order. He slowly, non-threateningly, removes all gear and clothing save for his pants and shows her a few things.<br/><br/>Yes, his feet are cloven hoods- and his legs very hairy to boot- but that's not all. Among the honed and fit body there's a small tail where his spine and ass meet like that of a young deer. Reaching up and pushing around his hair he reveals his ears are decidedly elven and that, hidden among his hairline, are two small horns. No larger then those one would see on a very young buck but definitely there.<br/><br/>"<strong>I told you, this is not your world. I didn't realize things were THAT different however, so I apologize for not warning you.<br/><br/>Those women, and I use the term loosely by admission, were Devilkin. Strictly speaking, all that means is that they have a demon or devil somewhere in their ancestors and the blood is strong enough that there's a noticeable difference. All hermaphrodites in this case it seems. Their leader just had stronger devil blood in her then the others, so she also got wings and tail. <br/><br/>It would be wise to be more careful in the future, Devilkin tend to be powerful and easily insulted. Especially a group like that, which could have been a 'mother' and her 'daughters'- which she had to have gotten from someone, yes? Fortunately, I do believe they were just as confused as you were by the structure and your transport. I do believe no insult will be taken if we head back and apologize for our rapid departure.</strong>"<br/><br/>Stepping closer to Janet, he would have to be honest- the running through the woods and his own status as a two-week-virgin did "excite" him a bit. His eyes clearly had designs for the bedroom, though he wasn't going to press the issue if she didn't want to come to.<br/><br/>"<strong>I, on the other hand, am a Piper. That means I'm a crossblood, a Satyr with an Elven woman to be precise. We have a bit of a reputation too- though nothing so dramatic as a Devilkin. Unless of course you speak of your reputation among the more refined nobles, then I'd say there is a danger.</strong>" he finishes with a smile and a chuckle.