Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170617000931/@comment-5543592-20170619033415

Meilir wasn't sure what do to. He wasn't very much good at comforting people, at least not seriously, and Rhaela seemed a few moments from a breakdown.

He uncertainly reached out ,and set a hand on her forearm, to reassure her. "She won't die in a vain." Meilir promised.

The fire bloomed to life in it's pit, and Taeris sat back, seizing his longsword and tossing the rock aside he'd used to create sparks.

He blew on the spluttering flames, until they blossumed and radiated heat, then sat back in the grass, stretched out, and resting on his elbows.