Rylzyr stared off into space, thinking about the spirit's proposition with great consideration.
"Hmm..." He began carefully. "It would be a simple enough task, and I'm sure you'd find being bound to a pure soul significantly more to your liking..." Rylzyr's eye bounced back to the spirit as he sat up from his chair and leaned forward, resting his arms on the table. "The problem lies with Bryn. She may not be comfortable with this, but we can work on that."
