Akhilleus
King of Makrosia
[SIZE=10pt]As the wyrm had forgotten about him Nikias was able to get himself out of the tongue that had been coiled around him. It was slippery and the scent of it took his breath away[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt],[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt] and not in the good way. With the threat of being a potential meal over Nikias was able to actually focus on the tower chamber he stood in. Not only had the outside been different from the city so to were the innards. The tile floor was ridiculously clean and one could even see their reflection in it and the walls seemed as though they had been made from some shiny golden metal. Hearing a rattling coming from his robe pocket Nikias pulled out the recording device to see that it had also been destroyed and had probably played a large role in Nikias’ shoulder popping out of place.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]Holding his right hand over the shoulder Nikias slightly focused on the limb and a second later it was forced back into place by a small push. Eyes widening and a groan escaping his lips Nikias spent a few seconds having to gather himself after the sharp pain. It was never an easy thing to pop a shoulder back into place. Wish I was a healer. He thought as feeling began to return to the limb. Without the recording device everything Nikias had given warnings about earlier would reach no one’s ears[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt],[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt] others could possibly fall into the same trap and the Sanctum could be in danger if they sent a rescue party after him. Trying one last time to open a channel to the pilot Nikias was rewarded with static. “Stang!” He shouted feeling his rage build up. Not only was he trapped on a Sith planet[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt],[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt] but in a city where the moment he walked outside wild beasts would be aiming to make a meal of him.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]Holding his right hand over the shoulder Nikias slightly focused on the limb and a second later it was forced back into place by a small push. Eyes widening and a groan escaping his lips Nikias spent a few seconds having to gather himself after the sharp pain. It was never an easy thing to pop a shoulder back into place. Wish I was a healer. He thought as feeling began to return to the limb. Without the recording device everything Nikias had given warnings about earlier would reach no one’s ears[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt],[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt] others could possibly fall into the same trap and the Sanctum could be in danger if they sent a rescue party after him. Trying one last time to open a channel to the pilot Nikias was rewarded with static. “Stang!” He shouted feeling his rage build up. Not only was he trapped on a Sith planet[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt],[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt] but in a city where the moment he walked outside wild beasts would be aiming to make a meal of him.[/SIZE]