Neverwinter Forest But we see it, the rest of us. And we lie.

a smirk unfurled across the man's muzzle. "you mean the children?" he teased, hiking his own as if to cover a mark, but thinking better of it.

"they don't frighten me," asmodeus chuckled gently, a glittering sound that did not change the flat hunger of his obsidian stare. "hurting people isn't my thing, belharra," the snake went on. 

"unless that is something you want." another teasing look; he began to sidle past the woman, deeper into the weald.