Bristlebane sighed and looked at his pool of water mournfully, he had been so proud of it. Reluctantly he let go of the magic and trudged over to the large wieghted balls of metal and clamped them on. Thye must wiegh almost as much as he did. Painfully, the irons cutting into his ankles, he navigated his way to the kitchen. He looked around curiously and once he had drunk his water began thinking about food. He was in a kitchen after all... Naw the master was scary enough as it was. Bristlebane breifly considered taking a rest but once again the master would probally know about so he managed to muster the will power needed to work his way back to the doorway. Groaning he pulled the chains off and set them back down next to the door before returning to the group.