Bristlebane stood by the doorway brow furrowed in concentration with his hands held toghether attempting to create a fireball. To his great dissapointment nothing happened and he dropped the act, it seemed that they would have to actully do some work. Well, it appeared everyone was FIANLLY waking up. Bristlebane sighed, everybody was ignoring him, but that was okay, that's what usually happened. So he just opened the door and began to follow the instructions on the door hoping they lead him to the wizard and not into some wierd wizard trap. He walked remorsefully thinking about all the cool stuff he had in his clothes that he would probally never get back. Like his top, Bristlebane had loved that top.