Galladin pulled his hood over his face, resting his body against the table, listening to the group plotting their escape without him, he decided that now he would tune it out, instead joining with Ergoth inside his mind. As he entered, he heard the dracon suggesting a new body for the evil creature, something that was no good. Growling in the real world, he returned to reality, stood up, walked over to the dracon, gripping his lapels with one hand and lifting the other to the sky.

[color=black][i]'Hell are you doing?'[/i][/color]
[i]'You were plotting with this moron to kill me weren't you?'
[color=black]'No, I was actually going to rebuke him you fool, I'm supposed to be the violent one here.'[/color]
'Oh...'[/i] 

Galladin unhanded the Dracon, scratching the back of his neck. He looked around, before leaning in to whisper in Arcantas' ear.
[i]"Sorry, I'd just prefer you not use my head to speak to my evil half. Also, don't threaten me."[/i] He then crossed his arms, still glaring at him.

Ergoth scoffed, or at least that's what it would have been like had he a body.
[i][color=black]'Sorry about that, Galladin kinda misses his... well, that's no concept for a child such as yourself to grasp, as they say, a man plots for his children, a eunuch plots for himself, may be my fault but hey, harboring an evil force is never a good thing. *Cough* So, I'd rather not be a golem, and it's nice to have a second mind to look at my plans with. For now, we'd do well to gather the prisoners, make an army so to speak. I have no doubt that speaking to me is a bad idea, but you're useful, so if I do get free, you won't be the first to die.'[/color][/i]