#thread001themagehero

To any passer-by, it would be clear that Fenris was having some trouble. In his hand sat a 'phone', a peculiar device that didn't even exist where he came from. The machine had been given to him that very day, but he couldn't make head nor tail of it. Which only would become more apparent as an incessant high pitched ringing began to emit from the object as he prodded at the controls.

Letting loose a frustrated growl, he furrowed his brow at it, unable to make sense of the words on the screen, and thus remaining unable to halt the sound he'd unintentionally triggered, no matter how much he tried to. Perhaps he should have sought help rather than hoping he could figure it out from experimentation.