Winter 17, 512 AV
Malefic heaved a giant sigh, fiddling with his thumbs and awaiting the approach of a new master. His room was quite cramped. There wasn't anything he could do. And he was being watched, for sure. He had no chance to simply sneak out and do something entertaining, bound to his room by eyes invisible to him. Perhaps it was simply the building itself? He had heard once that the Citadel was in itself a single, massive, golem. He was skeptical before, but now he just wasn't quite sure. Malefic sat on the table, swinging his dead legs and whistling the usual eerie tune to himself through rotten lips. Perhaps he should get a new body soon. This current one wasn't exactly... "tip top".
He sighed once more, and stared out the sole window that was his only connection to the outside. Malefic was loosing patience quickly. Three days, and still no response? This was ridiculous. He continued the little game with his thumbs, awaiting his eventual master to step through the door.