Frythwall snarled a bit as he felt the powerful presence of another being communicating with him. His breathing steadied and his body stilled as he listened. He bowed his head courteously, the same way he did when in the presence of a demon lord. "<strong>A game is it then?</strong>" Fryth asked in his garbled voice, in a musing tone, "<strong>I imagine such a game must have great rewards...I shall gladly play.</strong>" He let out a blood curdling howl that echoed off the walls, a sign of his approval. He smelled at the air again. There were human women here without a doubt and a warm rush filled him. The hunt was on. He growled eagerly and went charging down one of the stone passages.