The kid merely looks a vit pissed and points to the plaque.
"Songs numbered three this one listens to, what are they? Go free if you do guess true."
The kid waves his finger around and out, and it seem as if the dust in the beams of light around him condense from the windows.
A voice dark and like gravel comes out as the shapes of armored knights, form in outlines.
"Do not touch our lord again or you will meet an end worse then a mere blunt blade." One of the Dust(?) knights raises his eye brows in a knwoing way of "I did that"
The door closes with an abrupt slam.
"Songs numbered three this one listens to, what are they? Go free if you do guess true."
The kid waves his finger around and out, and it seem as if the dust in the beams of light around him condense from the windows.
A voice dark and like gravel comes out as the shapes of armored knights, form in outlines.
"Do not touch our lord again or you will meet an end worse then a mere blunt blade." One of the Dust(?) knights raises his eye brows in a knwoing way of "I did that"
The door closes with an abrupt slam.