*Tarelth simply sighs and the complicated plans and walks up to the door. The skin on his arm seems to ripple outwards and change to scale in a sort of wave. (Think Mystique from X-Men) However, the wave passed over again quickly and his arm was once again human.*

'Well, let's do this the old fashioned way then. Too bad Fin'rath ain't here. He got some lockpicks as well. Or that thief, what was her name?"

"Nevermind. Back to buisness."

*He draws himself up and lands a solid sidekick just above the doornob.*

((When all else fails, try to knock it down.))
Tarelth Hawkion
Platinum Moon Founder




"The eye of the dragon has opened.
The lair of the dragon has spoken.
The hills of the dragon have shaken.
For the dragon has awoken."