Angry
[ Locked to tm_dumbledore and thekitchenboy ]
The Ring swings its weight and tips the teacup over on Dumbledore's desk. It rolls and falls onto the ground with a loud plunk, where it seethed silently. The wizard Dumbledore had cast a spell on it! A cheering spell, no less! Some master this bumbling fool was turning out to be. Well, if Dumbledore does not wish to properly use the Ring to its full potential, it would find someone who would.
Casting about for another victim, the Ring's reach rests on the mind of a newcomer.
Steerpike...
The Ring swings its weight and tips the teacup over on Dumbledore's desk. It rolls and falls onto the ground with a loud plunk, where it seethed silently. The wizard Dumbledore had cast a spell on it! A cheering spell, no less! Some master this bumbling fool was turning out to be. Well, if Dumbledore does not wish to properly use the Ring to its full potential, it would find someone who would.
Casting about for another victim, the Ring's reach rests on the mind of a newcomer.
Steerpike...