2nd locked to smallestgrave
[Nice, being locked up in a room barely tall enough to fit him. He had to hold his wings down to keep them from bumping up against the ceiling. He tried the door, the windows, the everything. He didn't wish to create too much noise so he applied his strength carefully but it wasn't to any avail. Sanguinius was forced to stop and think for a bit, ruffling his wings in concentration.]