Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131124195016/@comment-5735114-20131127203917

(Damn, the step after manipulation is injury! Unless...)

Tyranil flew back to the Red Mountain, calming down and being fairly pleased with his work. Especially the possesion spell. Even he didn't know that was possible. When he arrived, Tyranil saw a bat hovering over an envelope. When approached, the bat flew away. Tyranil picked up the envelope, read the letter inside, and stowed the amulet away before going for another flight.