Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170921114614/@comment-17114085-20171122095659

Engwe granned Albah's arm and pulled him up.

The shaman was regaining his consciousness. He heard the call at the door and headed there.

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Athyis smirked. "There, see that." He pointed at the roof and a bit of smoke began to rise from the straw.

"A small flame." Gwen muttered.