I'll never forgive Methais for responding to a 3 year bump on a thread and making me check and see who he was mocking this time, and him having an actual valid complaint.
Khaladon starts to turn the crystal knob, but stops with a frightened look on his face. He begins shaking uncontrollably and flies across the room, as though by some invisible force.
**SPLAT!!** Khaladon careens off the far wall, slides down the smooth wood panelling and collapses into a quivering heap on the floor, with only his dignity bruised.