As if to awake him out of his thoughts of boredom, the floor in front of his throne began to glow a deep red. The carpet, it seemed, was magical. As if that wasnt enough, a hologram appeared above the run in the center of the carpet. To anyone looking at it, the image appeared a jumnle of lines with two green dots on it. It was 3-D, and spun slowly around. But Dargoth knew exactly what it meant and a grin crossed his face. He hoped it wasnt another amateur exploring male. The entrance this one picked quickly abolished that thought. Some one more practised, it seems. He grinned. He would be able to follow the progess of this one as he walked through the halls - his eyes seeing things no one else could. He stood up and grabbed his axe that rested against the throne. Despite its size of 6 feet, and obvious weight, he carried it easily with one hand.