<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>Ungrath smiled at Methu's first remark. "Yes. So many have, and more will." She offered a dull 'Humm...' in acknowledgement that eating his cultists would not sit well with them. "They are not devoted enough. But you can give me the spares and ones without use. I love gifts still. You I never thought to eat, but taste? Perhaps. Can't be worse than the last." She let out a small chuckle, recalling the faceless abomination of tentacle and ugly that had somehow ended up entangled close enough fuck. Thus far experiences of Ungrath's sexual nature had left much to be desired. Either they were of the same depths as her or prey and thus accidentally broken before any sort of satisfaction could be attained. Compared to those sweet memories of desire from pirating days they were sad.<br/><br/>Could have been worse, of course. Echinada's yip at Muramasa lifted her lip and mood as well. Somehow the former master of the blades retained his wits regardless. And though some of it went past her dulled sense of humor Ungrath was with them in spirit. She made sure to clap her two frail humanoid hand-like mandibles together at both of the revelations. Though in truth she hadn't the slightest clue whether that or Vholdran's secrets were something amazing. "Yes. Yes. Good to have more allies. We accept whatever vow. But Vholdran, this casket. I thought it was your making, but is not? How did you come by it, and where might other such treasures lie?"