[center][color=ec008c][h1]ᗪ乇几ㄩㄩ乃丨爪[/h1][/color][/center]

The wrenching wheels of a rickety old cart sent a hideous screech into the air, echoing through the mist as the cart continued to roll. A child-like whimper was let out by the guider of the cart, limping piteously as he pulled the cart behind him. His moans filled the air as his body continued forwards, almost against his will. His howls distorted by the mutilated remnants of what was once his face, covered in pus-filled growths and turned a horrific orange tint, his eyes empty of all brightness or intelligence. His silhouette cut through the moonlight as the cart approached the drawbridge of Lancelot's castle, the babbling of the water around them seemingly calming his groans, and he simply stared over the moonlit water with a series of rattling breaths, he ignored any others on the bridge, and it seemed as if he managed to avoid drawing too much attention to himself..

The door of the cart slid open with a soft sound, a hand grasping the top of the roof from within. A simply boot struck the ground as a man began climbing out. Purple eyes scanned the area intently, darting around the area at inhuman speeds. The man chuckled heartily.

[color=bc8dbf]"Yes, this is lovely!"[/color] Denuubim yelled out to the empty water, a gleeful smile resting upon his face. He leapt from the hideous wooden cart and skipped over to his driver, who stood motionless. Denuubim grasped him by the wrists and skipped in a circle around him, dragging the creature along with him. With a final flourish, he finished his dance and leapt one last time in front of the thing that was once a man.

[color=bc8dbf]"This is perfect, delightful even!"[/color] he yelled to himself as he kicked the creature in the chest, sending it tumbling off the drawbridge and into the water below. He'd be fine, dead things float. Sure enough, his servant re-emerged, floating on his back and growling softly. [color=bc8dbf]"Thanks for the ride, but daddy doesn't need you anymore, float back to shore,"[/color] he ordered with a wave of his hand as he turned to walk into the building for the first time. To his credit, his servant pitifully attempted to pull his way to shore through the water.

Denuubim couldn't help but wonder who would be there, some odd creature of the night much like he? Or just a bunch of boring humans without an interesting bone in their body, and he knew that for a fact, he'd seen all their bones and not one interested him. He let out a breath, the ride had been long and boring, and he really had to wonder if he was going to be disappointed. He probably was.

He pulled the letter, crumpled into a ball, from his pocket and pulled it open, staring intently at it. Looking up, he saw the main hall, a soft bustle from conservation reaching his ears. He pursed his lips, crumpled the paper, and tossed it to the side.

Thankfully it didn't seem as if he had been seen, the room had a well-lit ambiance so it would be hard to sneak in, but challenge only made it more alluring, he really had no reason to, but it would be fun, and that was all that mattered to him. His legs split apart as they took their true forms, sliding across the ground, still colored as if they were human clothing as he had yet to dispel the glamour. He had to get under the table and hope no-one noticed, a tough proposition, considering the fact that replacing his human legs with their original tendril forms had given him a number of extra feet in height. That could easily be avoided by crawling, but a massive creature speeding along the ground as if it were a bug was sure to raise a few eyebrows, oh well, if he was noticed, it only added to the fun.

Slinking to the ground, he placed his right hand upon the ground in front of him, preparing himself for the scramble ahead. He'd have to go fast, thankfully he was more than capable of doing that. He breathed deeply, and then took off, skittering across the ground at speeds not unlike that of an insect. He shot his way under the table, hiding all of his limbs beneath.

[i]How fun, I hope one of them caught a glimpse, it will make this all the more fun.[/i]

His hand shot up from under the table, grabbing at an empty spot and silencing the room with the pounding noise it made. A high-pitched chuckle made its way from his mouth and bounced around the room as he began pushing himself upwards, into visible space. He emerged with a fanatical smile plastered on his face, his tongue hanging loose over his lower jaw, far too long for any normal human's.

[color=bc8dbf]"I'm usually far less theatrical than this,"[/color] he admitted just as his eyes cleared the edge of the table. [color=bc8dbf]"But I'm among friends now,"[/color] he stated as his head fully cleared the table.

[color=bc8dbf]"Hello, you're all gorgeous."[/color]