“Greetings, Lay-Vau,” said Lall. Wick expected the drum to magically respond just like the fire did but there was a dead silence. Piea noticed Wicks puzzled face. “Lay-Vau isn't very sociable, but he acknowledges how important this meeting is. He knows he can be dangerous so he's kindly kept himself within his drum”. Lay-Vau's drum seemingly listened to the discussions but of course never spoke. Yewki leant over to Wick. “Don't touch the drum,” he stressed. The command seemed random and out of nowhere, but he knew it must have been important for Yewki to say it. Unfortunately it only made him more curious about the instrument. The more he stared, the more silent everything around him became. He soon felt a pulling sensation towards it as though it was wanting to draw him closer. He remembe
