Otter Creek Only here for the weekend

He turned round and pretended to search the ground, nose low and eyes directed at the ground. He heard her speak but could not decipher the wounds, but it was clear from everything about her that she was falling for the ploy. There was a feeling of power about him as he turned back towards her, a wicked smile upon his face as he looked back and saw what he had done, watching as she collapsed on top of Relmyna.

Sheogorath stepped back towards them, dropping his act immediately. "Well, well," he murmured, likely too quiet to hear over the roaring rains, watching the pair of them as they lay there. His nose wrinkled at the smell of the vomit. "I'll come back for you later." Cold words were directed at Relmyna and Sheogorath then turned towards the familiar female he had tricked, a smile upon his face that betrayed the madness that housed inside. He wanted to see it, on her face; to see the hope fade away as she saw that smile and knew that she was fucked.