“Bringing some friends in.” She says, examining the circle closely.
“So what happened to the wizard of this place? Is that you? Thought you’d have a beehive hat or something.” Locekpicke remarks.
“Oh, he’s in his room.” Joyride says with a laugh, “Or what’s left of him is.”
“So did you do him in?” Lockepicke says, a cold wave of fear washing down her back.
“Yeah, but I assure you he enjoyed it until the end.” the mare says in a sultry manner.
“So uh, is that what happened to your horn there? A little too much play?” Lockepicke says, making a rubbing motion.
Joyride chuckles and says, “No. That’s from… Well, a gift from my friends who’re coming.”
What does Lockepicke do?