With black-gloved left paw the other whipped off
his silver-trimmed mask, revealing upstanding oval
ears and long furry black face and huge, protuberant,
wide-spaced black eyes. Baring his great white incisors
in a lordly smirk and bringing his mask across his
chest in a curt, sardonic bow, he finished:
"Svivomilo, at your service"...
- from "Swords Of Lankhmar"