Intriguing, and disappointing. Veskin had barely even begun to warm up, and she decided to abscond before having any 'fun' with him. The lack of a release for the carnal hungers that the mysterious pair of women had engendered in him was more frustrating, but he had conquered enough other living mortal frailties that this would be one of the few remaining, so he resolved to contain it as well. He knew himself well, after all, and seeking out one of his 'companions' to satisfy those hungers would not end well for anyone involved. Better to wait, and be ready for when Zephyr returned to seek the vengeance she had promised. While his studies of the arcane had not been sufficient to identify her species, she had proven to be both vulnerable to the touch of cold iron and capable of teleporting free of bindings...with time, Veskin believed he could devise a curse capable of subverting or negating the latter, and use the former to his significant advantage.<br/><br/>Shrugging, he gathered up his discarded 'supplies' into the haversack and made his way back along the tunnel to the others, bone giants in tow.<br/><br/>"A most unfulfilling encounter, it must be said. Would any amongst you have the knowledge to identify what types of beings are injured by the touch of cold iron, can teleport, and possess inherent telepathy?"