Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131128185142/@comment-5735114-20131130191412

(Looks like I have no other choice. It'd be kinda awkward without a good reason.)

Tyranil's doppleganger continued staring at Eilonwyn, despite her and Tyranil's constant requests not to. Now annoyed, Tyranil teleported into the lair, planning to replace his faulty creation. Dunlammus would have to wait. Walking down the hall, making ominous echoing footstep sounds, Tyranil judged his position by comparing the doppleganger's hearing to his own. Soon enough, he was at the door.