Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191021182359/@comment-5543592-20191023183527

The light expanded throughout where ever they were, causing the darkness to recede some fifty feet.

Emile could see his sword now, as well as the others around him.

They could've been anywhere. Maybe a cave? The rocks lent themselves to that impression.

Nyasia stood unsteadily, having trouble balancing. There was a cut on her forehead, bleeding, and the rocks were loose, making poor purchase.

Ficaphlon was notably missing. As were their horses.