Pax RP

"For perfection. It needed to rebuild itself for some reason or another, using an assortment of materials to stabilize its body. Biomass, knowledge, souls, and especially warpstone," the grathon noted. "The trans-dimensional properties of that material is likely what allowed it to survive, displacing spacetime to exist in such a state."

Having eventually reached the woodlands, Claymolder shifted back to his humanoid form. "This feels more natural," he commented.

"Hmm, interesting. Perhaps it is not this creature I should seek, but rather what caused it to decay into such a state in the first place" C said, her intrigue further piqued but her curiousity sated for the moment.

Without another word to Claymolder, the entity simply turned around and started slithering away. Although she did stop when she got next to CP, to smack him with one of her hands "I like your friend, dear little interesting one" C's voice dripped with amusement, before she grinned at him in such a way that it would tear a real Tezcans mouth in half "He's so very accommodating"

The entity then melted into the pool of black liquid, and slithered off away from the group, into the shadows.