Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20200103190855/@comment-17114085-20200206214353

Jofrodr watched the elves as they moved through the forest, keeping an eye on the outlines that his spell created in the thick of the forest.

A few minutes later, he said to Lars. "They are in place. Set off the hidden barrels."

The hidden barrels were in different locations, not clumped up together, so it would take Lars more than one Lightning bolt to explode all of them. It was a compromise they had to make in order to keep them well hidden so that the enemy didn't learn of the trap beforehand.

"Haven't you met the Arch-Curate?" Torwith was under the impression that the Half-Breed had done so.

"If you have then you should know how old our kind can get. He is the oldest one of us in the city right now, though it was quite common for Falmer to reach several centuries old back during our people's glory days. Some of our people, like the great King Altar, reached over a thousand years old. Nowadays, we're lucky to make it to 400." He explained.