GreenEyedStranger
Servant of the Great Old One
Seeing how easily the orks were "defeated", Sepentireon decided to inspect a little closer. He angled his writhing wings and swooped down dangerously close to the grass. However, he misjudged his descent and crashed much less gracefully into a large patch of mud. The writhing tentacles began to shrink until they were around the same size as the wizards human form. The others could easily see him at this point, especially from his grand entrance. Sepentireon looked around, struggling to find the party