Literature
_ Terath II _
I swear I had collapsed back down to the ground where I'd stood, and then fell asleep about ten minutes ago, when someone came to harass me again. I was about ready to rend their throat.
Some young mage, a black-coated guy was walking by, probably cutting through the freaky-monster-room, letting the door slam by accident. He was startled by the draft having sharply closed door behind him, but heard the sound of me moving, cringing actually, then sounds of exasperated displeasure. That and what had to be making those strange, breathy noises made him look into the cage to see what was there.
That small scroll that hung on the wall had slid ou