A small grin crept up to her face as the imprisoned demon tried to be something like adorable. "So you wish to be an orc, hmm? And no... The, as you say, doddery old fart's apprentices. I don't have the whole story, but it's along the lines of 'Save the town! Save the world! Save me!' I'll be honest. I wasn't paying alot of attention to the whys, but more to the bartering. So, yes. Back to the orcing! You're to be illusioned as to not immediately scare off the child with your little horns and stompy hooves." Wrapping the veil of color over Gruff, he appears to take the shape of a rather short and fat greenskin, with a warty hide and completely nude. With a grin, she makes the nude orc's genitalia laughably stumpy and a little oozy for effect. She giggles mischieviously, knowing that the newly illusioned demon cannot see his own disguise as she intended. "There. That will suffice."