Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20160629224326/@comment-12599067-20160707224143

Somehow, it hadn't really dawned on Samedi that he'd probably have to actually fight the pirates in order to get to their ship. He wasn't really a combat magician in any sort of the word but he supposed that what he did know would have to do.

He dug into his pockets to find the charcoal that he'd used earlier. It was a decently-sized lump, a little bit smaller than a lemon and rough in shape. Thinking quickly, he lit the lump and used telekinesis to split the charcoal into about nineteen smaller pieces, then whirled them around in front of him in a fierce wheel of flaming coal. The display itself was somewhat elegant but the flaming wheel certainly caught the orcs' attention, and Samedi steeled himself for when the first orc came at him, spinning the wheel faster to allow the coal to gain more momentum. When he used telekinesis to toss one, it would be the equivalent of getting hit with a tiny flaming cannonball -- maybe not enough to kill, but it would hurt like hell nonetheless.