02-28-2016, 07:36 PM
The Spirit frowned and he turned to the foggy door the prevented him from leaving this place. "Do you see this door?" The mist swirling around, tensing up whenever Tecuer got closer to it.
"I could see you primes almost as if I was looking through this door, very vaguely and without a clue to what your true intentions were. Some of you had heroic feats accomplished and others had the feeling that they were good of heart. The Warlock had a mighty prison for me here." His hand tracing the door even though it became as solid as the walls as is wispy fingers traced it.
"I could see you primes almost as if I was looking through this door, very vaguely and without a clue to what your true intentions were. Some of you had heroic feats accomplished and others had the feeling that they were good of heart. The Warlock had a mighty prison for me here." His hand tracing the door even though it became as solid as the walls as is wispy fingers traced it.