Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140308235607/@comment-3293219-20140321220922

The jailor returned, bringing Tabith with him as he approached the dwarven contraption with a look of horror on his face.

"Quickly it's..." He stopped himself, looking up at it and swallowing, hard.

"Loose..."

Tabith folded her arms and raised her brow, impressed and slightly fearful as she honestly thought that this thing was broken...

Or dead...

Could a being made of metal be 'dead?'

The Guard Captain stepped forward, deciding to be an ambassador of sorts, who knows, it could have just been a machine designed to make cakes or something...

"Greetings... Er... Machine...

I am Captain Delressi of the Cheydinhal guard, do you understand what I'm saying? Are you aware of where you are?"