Deos was far from the first one to make his way to the deary cottage, but he wouldn't be shown up for it. While not alone, he was the only human-ish look man present but flanked on either side of him was one of his special War-Beasts, the [url=http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXrEEMGzhB0/VmcupYBad9I/AAAAAAAA110/fpL_2nX2EQo/s1600/Legion%2Bof%2BEverblight%2B-%2BRaek.png]Varleth.[/url] Large beasts of many claws and barbed tail that stood about five feet tall. Gladly keeping pace with their master as he suddenly found himself engulfed in a large shadow, peering up to see the great from of a dragon on approach for a landing. Almost in awe he gave an approving nod as the beast not only landed at the same location he was going to, but also shapeshifted to be a man just a few inches taller than he was. Seeing such a sight made him pick up the pace to see who else would be coming to this little pow-wow.

Upon reaching the door to the cottage he stepped in as his pets flanked him one by one to be able to fit through the rotted frame to fit inside. Their eyeless heads glancing around as if they could see sniffing at the air to gather those around him, snarling at everyone involved save Deos himself. A soothing hand on each of their heads made them simmer down before Deos spoke his first words, looking directly at Niddhog as he did, being rather active with his gesturing hands, [color=red]"I don't know what you are, but I want one. Actually... fuck it, I want like three. I don't mean any offense. Just... I must have one of you in my collection of soldiers."[/color] He excitedly said, already taking pleasure in the cast around him.

Though after he said that his attention rotated back around to see the others, many of whom didn't look like anything special, but some looked rather... unique and by gauging their dress code he almost wanted to armor himself to match the crowd. Though in his mind it was arbitrary. Besides showing off his beautiful necklace felt like a good idea currently.

One thing he could note though was that nobody here seemed to be in any sort of "power" as it were. Such they had loads of power and it was clear to see some had some titles to their face, but none of them seemed to be the one who called to him, they didn't feel familiar in that sense. So the host had yet to arrive and make his true appearance apparently. In that case though, [color=red]"Quiet the cast we have today, anybody feel up for a wee chat till our gracious host arrives?"[/color] Pointing to Nyarlith he continued, [color=red]"You look like fun, got anything to say for yourself?"[/color]