Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-35000153-20180910091112/@comment-30700719-20180911004120

The Lilim flexes her arms, checking her arms and hands. Locking her fingers together, she stretches her arms forward, cracking her fingers. "I'm quite well, thank you. Though I am a tad bit hungry...to be more precise, famished. But I have the distinct feeling that something here is much more important than such trivial matters...Would anyone like to inform me?"

She still notices the impudent necromancer beating a hasty retreat, but simply files it away for later. There are certain advantages to a lifespan greater than a Baphomet's...