Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150717135551/@comment-25038310-20150718101444

Roland cautiously looked at River, before focusing on the coffins.

"Strange. Dog whining. Haven't encountered many enemies.. yet. Grab your weapons. Something's off." Roland said, speaking in short and incomplete sentences as he threw his torch close to the centre of the room, granting some more visibility and light.

A spark came from his hands, as he equipped his custom spell ; Thunderbolt. Fast, damaging, but at the cost of more magicka.