<div class="floatright">(http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l278/Draxalos/Demarlos.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Maldred (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269826.msg13302682#msg13302682)</strong></span><br/>Place: New home? Or prison?<br/>Time: What is the time?<br/>Tagging: The Wicked and the formerly Dead<br/><br/>Maldred was dressed by time Sena announced she was wake, watching her nude form, lovely as it was, brought smile to Maldred's lips and lecherous gleam to his eyes. However he replied calmly to the pirate; "We rest just have carefully wandered forwards in this new environment, so far just recently found clothes in here. Indeed we all are servants, slaves or how you like put it, in service of the mistress. Destruction, ruin, corruption, rape and seduction are the games we do play for our mistress to gain her favors and more power. I am Maldred and I am divine disciple of the mistress but I will be masquerading as follower of sun god so we can have easier time to be welcomed by people we come across. Come, get dressed so we can proceed what's behind next door. Either this place is gift from our mistress; our first base of operations. Or trial of tests for us to face for sake of her."<br/><br/>Maldred notices what Adelaide is doing with Cassandra, his smile growing wider but not saying anything. He was more than pleased for being amongst other perverted hedonists besides himself. It was torture to live in shadow of light of Lathander and having no one to talk to besides Damara who was not constantly present. More so with Damara difference being she was immortal demon and he just mere mortal.