Chosen

As he walked down the dimly lit prison he whistled in awe. They really quickly updated this when they managed to get prisoners. Which makes sense because it used to just be metal cages. Now most of the cells were hardlight shielded prisons. As he reached the end of his walk he looked at the Tacole sitting on a cushion reading a book.

Jace focused on the title and noticed it was a book on human warfare. He saw there was a dictionary nearby and a few more books sitting some distance away. He nodded and stepped forward pressing the button on the pedestal that sat in front of the cell.

"Hello there, I heard you were calling for me?" Jace asked, causing the Tacole to look up from his book.

"Yes, I am Isaiah the Hammer. Might I ask for your name?" Isaiah asked.