<div align="center"><strong>Castle Meeting hall</strong></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/txRkijR.png)</div>Smoll Ungrath regarded arrival of a lesser Anasil with a glance.<strong>"For Solana death is far too easy. I know my prime wants her to suffer."</strong><br/><br/>Methu's concern elicited a sigh. Though Ungrath's hunger was not hers to feel the memory of it was carved in the splinter soul all the same.<strong>"Thank you, for sympathy. But, I don’t see it so. It gave days rhythm. Kept me from sinking; sleeping."</strong><br/><br/>She gave her amusement to Muramasa in a wry grin, though his owner spoke too quick for her to entertain the joke. Ungrath closed her mouth. She reached out for her prime and relayed her thoughts, gaining in reply an avalanche of moans and arousal. Bits of it affected the small Ungrath. Her tentacles began curling nervously an an expression of suppressed something drew on her humanoid features.