Draiss grinned as he watched the riders go, standing aside to let them pass as they pushed their mounts, not so much that it would hurt, but far faster than a walk. He grinned, realizing he was about to become the focus of a very serious, very dangerous, multi-region manhunt. It was going to be fun. He waited until he was a fair distance from the town, and alone on the roads, before summoning his three whores to him, one of the talented in front and the other two on either side, enjoying their adoration, forced though it was. He didn't put out his pheromones, at least at first, seeing how they reacted, and just talking to them, getting to know them as much as he could with their entire minds now focused on him like a laser. Some bits and pieces of their former personalities did remain, but for the most part the pheromones had destroyed those, their their minds were otherwise intact, and they could function without him, though they would be miserable during it.