One of the first creatures to come popping out of the damnable portal was Ixilthuth. He had been just about to finish off some prey and devour it when he was unceremoniously ripped out of his home plane of existence, and rudely deposited in this strange place. The warning lights and sirens draw a chittering hiss from the creature, as it instantly goes into panic mode.<br/><br/>He pulled his tentacles upwards into a hollow, round section in his left shoulder that was designed specifically as a storage area for the appendages. His next move was to find something sturdy to hide behind, and cautiously peer around or above it at the one other living creature he could currently sense. "<strong>ssıɥ pou,ʇ ɔoɯǝ uǝɐɹ ɯǝ </strong>" The creature hissed out some warning in what is presumably his native tongue, but which just sounds like nonsense sounds.