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to miss vlad's yelling on the beach would have been akin to missing the lumbering sight of an elephant -- he was loud, demanding, and despite a rawboned stature commanded a presence far larger than any pachyderm. caiaphas looked up as the russian thundered down the strand, the harsh sound of his voice drowning lambasting the tranquility in a guttural blare.

caiaphas's ears pulled down against her skull and she looked at the 'engry oorchin wulf' -- the pitiful, slender lusca who had unwittingly traveled too far down the spider's den. she mimicked lusca's false smile, her teeth only thinly veiled by her blackened gums. "ees oorchin only, no importence." she responded in a feigned accent, her expression mirroring lusca's own though noticeably far less attractive.