Having finished his food awhile ago, Avery brushed off the dirt that had settled on his tome while it sat on the ground and brushed it off. He opened it's pages once more and browsed through it's contents, skipping over any spells that could cause any kind of danger or damage whatsoever. Then, outta nowhere, a pebble flew outta nowhere and thumped him in the head. As it hit his noggin, some young voices could be heard snickering. Avery peeked out of his window and saw a couple kids from the village, looking for mischief.<br/><br/>"Look! It's a monster locked up in the dungeon!" One of them whispered, mocking Avery. He scowled at the children, but simply turned around and tried to ignore them. Another pebble hit his head, nullifying that option. "Can you get out of here? How did you kids even sneak so close to the castle without getting caught?" The young mage interrogated, before being struck in the eye with another rock. He reared back and groaned, getting some more giggled out of the kids. He soon enough scooted into a dark corner and prayed that the taunting children would leave him be.