"(...) the dark halls (...) the places for creatures of value, countless treasures alive and breathing (...) many arrangements (...) his snowy skin set off by ribbons of rich red, eyes gleaming with luxurious sedating substances, silky tail curling down and hanging free for passers-by to touch." From a yet un-publishable story by me. Yes, I also do RPG with him. Or would. Done entirely in ball-point pen as practice, slightly touched upon in Photoshop. A young unicorn hybrid in the "mystery meat" section of a high-faluting slave trade hanged from the ceiling with ribbons and a few nifty spells. Seller reserves all rights. No complaints or requests for refund taken after 3 days from purchase or first ride, whichever comes first. ...takers?