<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b4/41/fd/b441fd592b96d2719bae986d32db0f63.jpg)</div><strong>Sorath</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2083694)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Western Outskirts<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Hammer, Clara, Ryst | Open<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 94/94<strong>AC</strong>:20<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: None<br/><hr/><br/>A pitch black wing shifting to brush past Clara's face, the feathers stroking her cheek before the wing moves back to resting tightly folded against Sorath's back. "Yes and we can either go with what you said or have the demoness fly up which might get even more attention from those we are signalling." Sorath's eyes also straying to the Succubus's ass and pussy, enjoying the sight given to them.<br/><br/>Looking over at Ryst as they move. "What does the demoness see of the town. Is there anything that is standing out to her straight away or have our foe decided to prove to old man right?"<br/>