The place nearly looked like a castle, but how could such a structure be in the midst of a carnival?  When the man led her in, the sounds coming from within were pleasure and pain both.  He'd lead her through a small maze of hallways and doors, everything shut off from her view for the time being.  Finally they reached a room that looked like an audience chamber in an old castle.  A throne was occupied by something that didn't look human.  Couldn't possibly be human.<br/><br/>It shimmered with power, glowing as it did with the same thing she'd seen around her brother, around the structure.  The body was nearly human, but it looked far too...disturbing.  Black skin the color of the darknest night itself, hair that fell around it like a waterfall, the purest of white, and its frame itself seemed to be folded over.  "Welcome to my carnival human," the thing said, its voice holding a melodic tone that was beauty to hear.  "We haven't found a good human female who could see through the magic of this place in some time.  You may refer to me as Xyveris.  What I am you need not know.  What we will do is barter."<br/><br/>When it stood the thing revealed to be at least nine feet tall, clad only in a simple kilt of sorts.  From beneath the arms could be seen four tentacles of a sort, each ending in a little mouth, two beneath each arm along the long torso it possessed.  "So you wish to have your brother returned to you, yes?  He participated in one of our shows, so he's currently serving a task.  Would you like to see before you begin your bartering?"