Thread:Eureka Enderborn/@comment-25901581-20161023211901/@comment-25901581-20161101072827

He finds the doors are impossible to break, but they easily swing open. The inside is a hallway, with torches of a flame that made neither heat nor light on the wall, and the hall leads to a throne of obsidian-like material upon which a figure sits.

The figure wears a cloak, leaving it's body obscured. It's hands are scaly, it seems quite tall, and it possesses two red sharp eyes. They watch him, as if though amused.

"There you are. I thought that'd work."

The voice is deep and has a void-hollow undertone.