<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><strong>Ungrath</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=283007.msg13921610#msg13921610)</div>(https://i.imgur.com/txRkijR.png)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Quick stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>HP:</strong> 352/352 <strong>AC:</strong>44 <strong>Ini:</strong>+13<br/><strong>Spot</strong>+26, <strong>Listen</strong>+26<br/>Dark Vision 60ft, Mindsight (300'ft)<br/><strong>Buffs:</strong> Soulmelds active as in CS, Enlarge self, Bite of the Wererat, Force of Will Aura</div></div></div></div></div>They now found 'kinship' with him? How unfair. Unfair! The tide of jealous anger began to fade, having nearly surfaced in her demeanor. Its only victim was a piece of driftwood one tendril snapped off of the throne, though that too quickly regrew. "Oh, I see. How nice for you. I remember how that felt," she said out loud as well, both voices tense as she flashed a forced smile. Of course they were different now, that she had to accept. Even she held some power of presence of her past, but now it was only through illusion and magic that she could seduce and attract. Perhaps it was his turn to be the beacon. It wasn't Barnabas' fault that he was reborn with beauty. She could accept that. It was really those damn fey. They're the ones who betrayed her.<br/><br/>"Humm..." Ungrath paused to ponder. "You remember my love for their playful nature. I desire them still, sometimes very much. If you have any special horned boys, I would like as many as you could part with. The more powerful the tastier. Others are fine too. I will give..." Though neither the piratess nor the abyssal hungerer much valued the concept of trade with allies Ungrath knew that she had to give something back. "What is your obsession these days?"<br/><br/>Part of her attention kept on visiting the new thrones as their takers were revealed. The assassin Ungrath had never understood before, but in the context of Abyss she could see his murderous desires now as just another favourite goal to pick. A useful one perhaps. He could give her the dead if they were fey. The exchange between Vholdran and Sar'rash brought a new thought to fully distract her from the conversation with Barnabas. Ungrath's stare bore through the succubus' supple form, shifted to the bulging sculpture of Echinada's companion, and back to Barnabas. "Lucky you," she mumbled. A small grin poke from beneath the tensed lips as she continued. In a way this was exactly what she needed to shed the dull complacence depths had instilled - allies and peers to fuel greater desires. "There's other reasons..." She began to Barnabas, now in telepathy. She paused to consider the risk and deemed it meaningless. "They are to me as much a sustenance as an indulgence. I hunt for now, but it is tedious and I lazy. I will ask others later too, but you resemble type of fey I have eaten before and thus my curiosity."