Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150116143746/@comment-16552509-20150119111258

The half-Nord bowed again and turned, leaving the Blue Palace and making her way through Solitude, exiting the city and walking down to the docks. "I have shit swimming skill, so the most I can do is hope I don't fall in," she muttered to herself. "As for how I will be burning down the ship... that should be something I'll solve along the way."

La'ira had very limited knowledge of magic. She knew one destruction spell, that of fire, and she didn't even know how to perform that properly.

But at least she could perform it.

The half-Khajiit narrowed her eyes at a docked pirate ship and approached it, kneeling down on her knee. Let's hope I don't burn myself. She focused as hard as she could, on fire appearing in her hands. At first she felt them heat up until they were scorched, and then finally, fire danced on them. She threw her hands towards the ship, beams of the hot substance beating against the wood.

It was painful, but she had to do it.