Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140116231609/@comment-5735114-20140120032022

(I feel like writing something. Darned boredom...) Tyranil had stopped watching. He had more pressing matters to attend to.

Leaving the room he was in, dissipating the chair he'd summoned earlier, Tyranil walked down a long hallway, and light was getting scarcer and scarcer as he moved deeper into the volcano.

Eventually he came into a room from which a strong orange light was emanating. Walking inside this room, Tyranil could see it was some construct of Vidron's creating the light. Its function was unknown to Tyranil, but he could take a guess based on the lava within.

Walking out of the room, Tyranil walked past another two or three doors until he came to the room he was looking for. Unlike the other plain doors, Tyranil had reinforced this one with his unique metal. Walking in, howls and an assortment of other animal growls and sounds of hostility could be heard coming from cages.

Tyranil had already learned the trick of forcing people into servitude; any poor sod could be plucked out of Oblivion with no repercussions. However, beasts were different. While people's souls went to their respective places, the unintelligent animals merely faded from existence. Thus, forcing an animal's will was more difficult than people.

The dragons were said to have the ability to do this, but Tyranil had found no way to tap a dragon's power, apart from being born with dragon blood. However, he had something different in mind. He'd ordered a small detachment of Soldiers to go hunt for animals, the more dangerous the better, and bring them alive.

Smirking, Tyranil walked up to a pitch-black cage containing a Skeever. Readying a spell in his hands, Tyranil fired a small ball of black smoke at the rodent. Instead of becoming an ethereal version of itself, a shadow ghost, the animal literally became a shadow.

However, it did stop showing signs of hostility to Tyranil, slipped out of its cage, and 'stood' nearby him, making it seem as though he had a pet skeever whose only trace of existance was its shadow. Telepathically ordering the animal to attack his Soldier, Tyranil was pleased to find it could still inflict damage on worldly objects.

The skeever's bite, while the animal itself was a shadow, seemed to manifest itself. The Soldier tried striking the floor where the shadow was located with its sword, only to find the shadow split into two wispy figures on the floor, and reassemble itself at Tyranil's feet.

Readying the spell again, Tyranil walked up to a cage containing a bear...