[color=00aeef]"Hey are you okay buddy? [/color]

The thinking hard had made Jorde woozy. He stumbled down from the pedestal, landing on his backside towards the end of the room.

A shadow swung across his face.

Jorde looked over to see the mangled form of Old Wizard Madradius, Head Apothecaire, stuck to the ceiling. A shadowy form dissapeared round some of the bookcases, and the smashing of glass accompanied the sight.

[color=fff79a]What did I just tell you? It's a good thing you weren't able to read that book, it could have hurt us. Now, why don't you go do something relatively safe? like go stare at a wall for a few hours? Or maybe just go back to sleep?[/color][/i]

Jorde gulped. "I-i-i don't think I can go to sleep right now." he stammered, panic setting in, his eyes warbling with water.

Luckily another spirit was about to step up to the plate before Jorde had an all-out crisis.