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« on: March 09, 2013, 06:48:20 pm »
Un'girlan howled in rage. The prison had denied his attempts to escape and even now the hunger raged at him, threatening to consume him. But the snippets of the Time God had given him power sufficient to stay alive a while longer, and there was always a gatekeeper.
It would have to be opened.
His death temporarily arrested, Un'girlan croaked experimentally. It's jaws stretched wide, wider, wider, until at last sound was forced out through untold orifices. The croak turned into a yell. The yell turned into a roar. The roar turned into an unceasing bellow, Un'girlan's frame vibrating with the force of it. It reverbated out of the prison and into the minds of those who could hear it - the gatekeeper and the mortals surrounding him.
Un'girlan bombards Udil-Valondor with an unending scream bearing only one message:
Openthegateopenthegateopenthegateopenthegateopenthegareopenthegateopenthegate
He also directs his call into the minds of particularly sensitive mortals, ie Ascendants and particularly intelligent folk, again bearing the same message.