Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20170206175530/@comment-32420582-20170210004759

"Gwyn, I'll handle it." Vaynnelea said, channeling her facial ability so a faint warmth appeared which slowly grew intenser until flames started rolling off her skin and clothing. "Dunmer can be walking camp fires afterall."

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"Shall I go scout?" Chutul asked, crouching down.