Devaguea raised an eyebrow at what looked like a female satyr with unusual coloration, but didn't protest her, and her assets were prominent enough to make her gender VERY obvious to anything that got within earshot of her, helping his group. "Alright people, Sena, healing time. Got a wand if anyone needs a touch up from the sorcerer, and can't wait for the actual healers to get to them."<br/><br/>Once everyone was healed enough to not require his help, he snarled at the barely perceptible smell of sulfur still wafting about the room, before heading to the female satyr. "Alright miss. Thanks for the help, but now for the usual questions. Who, what, where, why, and how. We are representatives of the local governments, sent to discover why a village went missing, and have been clearing an undead menace out of the tombs. Your turn!"<br/><br/>He then sat down and gave her a bright smile, ignoring how Sak'Bas had taken her usual position beside him as he focus on the goat woman.