Oreel Bellringer

*You awake to the sound of skittering paws and chittering teeth, hushed voices speak in irritant and angered tones, and the sight before you is… terrifying, you are in a iron bar cage, notably not your bed you went to sleep in, and that’s not the worst part, beady red eyes, staring at you from the dark with hateful intent, and then a single pair of vibrant green eyes that seem to glow within the darkness, these eyes seem filled with some sense of glee or excitement, and then a quick shout fills ...