(A Silver and Zero production) Plaything

[Maero]

"Yes, hold Still." The Shaman said as he enchanted The Master. "I do not have enough power to enchant the others...the ritual itself is...draining to say the least." The Shaman panted once he was done, sitting down where he could. "I can only wish you luck from here on..."

Meanwhile, back at the human camp, Tal was getting no rest. Hung outside like an ornament, many came to play with Tal, always dumping cold water over him to clean him up afterward.

(Want to play out a few of the Tal scenarios while Master gets the warrior?)