[center][h2][color=007236]Mathigyle[/color][/h2][/center]

As if on queue, a strange rumbling erupted behind a nearby wall to Madam Lilith. Glass breaking, knocking against steel, and low grumbling depicted a crescendo of action occurring. If one were listening closely, they could hear a conversation happening between a coughing horse and a low moaning sound. [color=007236]"No. No Jeffrey you forgot the catalyst! How am I supposed to contain the energy of the mixture? Quick, place that wormwood cap on the flask. No, not the empty flask you imbecile! WHY DID YOU THROW IT IN? JEFF-"[/color]

 A high pitch hissing sound bubbled into an explosion, and from the blast a secret door waned open. Billows of smoke breathed from the volcano of a room as Mathigyle slowly shuffled out, his giant, round glasses fogged and robes all covered in soot. Upon seeing the Madam, a toothy grin spread across his face and he craned his neck upward and to the side. His tyrannosaurus wrists managed a wave. [color=007236]"Ah, Madam Lilith, good to see you here."[/color] His eyes narrowed and the Lich nearly jumped for the first time in hundreds of years to see all the children about. Flabbergasted, Mathigyle rolled up his smokey sleeve and checked one of 6 watches with 7 heads. [color=007236]"Intriguing! It's a moment to the first day, how fitting. Good day, children."[/color] The Lich strained his wolfish smile and the fog cleared from his lenses to reveal pure white eyes, nearly to fall from his head. He was trying.