He’s not used to visitors; that didn’t mean he wasn’t prepared for them.  The one ear remaining on the side of Rilvas’ head swivelled back at the sound of footsteps, the low ring of wards being stepped over. Intruder! The fae straightened up from the table he’d been working at, leaving the odd mass of flesh and limbs pulsating on the table. He cast his eyes over the work in progress; a tangle of limbs and lumps of flesh, nothing particularly useful. It was just for fun. He watched it writhe against rope bindings for a few more seconds before picking up a rusting scalpel from one of the countless shelves tacked onto the cave walls. It took a few seconds to snap the ropes and set it on the floor. At first it struggled to gain its’ barings, tottering and tumbling down to the floor, but eventually enough of its’ limbs worked together to hold it up - a fleshy spider, albeit one the size of a large dog. Rilvas grinned.  “Go say hello to our guest.”   He pushed the Amalgamation in the right direction with nudge of his foot. It skittered forward and on-wards into a tunnel, towards the origins of the footsteps. The fae followed, keeping his distance. Let the stranger meet his newest pet first; it’d be a test of whether or not a tangled mess of legs could be of any use, though he doubted it’d succeed in stomping the intruder to death. Regardless - it would be fun.