<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/1fyyRhf.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">Red-Drenched Maw of the Unbounded Monastery</span></strong></span><br/><em>Artist in Ichor and Antinomy</em><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">Location:</span></strong>"Anjushri" residence, feast hall<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">Tagging:</span></strong>Elias, Chorgath, All<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">Maw's</span></strong>alien body shifted, adjusting itself casually until it was draped over a couch meant for human shapes, looking to the human-shaped youth sitting comfortably in a similar convenience. Pinkish light flickered across it form in an eloquent smile.<br/><br/><strong>"Elias. I must apologize for the confusion; I had no wish to be unrecognized, and now you too are made clear enough. I thought perhaps you were some device of our host when first I saw you...no matter. Must we meet again only to <em>bark</em> at one another? You disdain the darling husks while dwelling in their shape, after all...why should a man of your perspective be startled that another might choose to shed their trappings altogether?"</strong><br/><br/>His dancing smile-glow swirled towards Chorgath in acknowledgment.<strong>"Just so. We wear many shapes: reputation, name, culture...flesh. The same form of each is viewed so differently that when you have seen enough of them, it becomes hard to understand the difference between any. There are many noble qualities of humanity to be treasured; their ability to change themselves, perhaps most of all. I am merely a little more comfortable with the farther reaches of that path than most."</strong>