[code]Name: Kindred
Affiliation: None
Location: Castle of the Gods, The Main Ballroom
Tagging: [@LeeRoy]
Mentioned: Sion[/code]

[color=662d91]"What is it, Lamb?"[/color] the large, smoky, disembodied wolf's head eagerly asked in his gruff voice.

[color=6ecff6]"A party, dear Wolf; merriment,"[/color] came the reply of the humanoid sheep creature in her clear, cold voice.

[color=662d91]"Are we invited?"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"No. And yes. When enemies meet, we are always invited."[/color]

[color=662d91]"Will it be fun?"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Perhaps."[/color]

[color=662d91]"Then let us go!"[/color]

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Kindred deftly stepped off the teleportation platform, Lamb casting her inscrutably masked gaze from one warm body to another, the majority of the attendees, those with less courage, falling deathly silent at their approach.  Wolf orbited Lamb playfully, snapping his jaws at the other guests.

[color=6ecff6]"Fret not, mortals,"[/color] Lamb said in a somewhat less than reassuring tone, [color=6ecff6]"We are simply here to observe."[/color]

[color=662d91]"Lamb! Lamb!"[/color] Wolf agitated, [color=662d91]"I smell the stench of undeath approaching!"[/color]

Lamb did not reply.  She wondered which abomination Wolf was sensing.  She tightened her grip on her bow.