[Soul Hunt]
Wenomir will find Cass' shoulder tense, and she nods stiffly as she's introduced. Noticing Reinholdt's interest in her own feline companion, gestures in his direction.
"This is my... familiar, Rahvi. I will be making use of him in breaching the vault's defenses."
Rahvi responds by assuming his favored humanoid form - that of an middle-aged, wildly attractive South Asian man, with smoky eyes, a hawkish nose, and long, silky black hair and a well-kempt and oiled beard. He's dressed modestly in a manner befitting a medieval officer, with
breeches, jacket, and armored shoulders with a sword at his hip, but there's no hiding the nature of what this 'familiar' is, with the demonic tail, horns, and general aura of oozing sex appeal radiating from him like a heady perfume.
Cass tenses slightly more as he transforms, then 'relaxes' again, if she can truly be called relaxed at the moment.
"As you say, Commander," she says, infusing the word with none of her usual verve as she fixes her gaze firmly at the lake, studiously avoiding Wenomir's eyes.
"I can explain our... uh... entry strategy once we get there."
From her tone of voice, it's pretty easy to tell that she believes that Wenomir is
not going to like it, assuming he isn't already starting to have doubts already, based on Rahvi's presence.