Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200123142506/@comment-5583506-20200123232009

Shaltaire looked up at Clodagh with a fuzzy smile. "We would not need much. Some of these tools would do just fine. We could melt them down and then transmute the slab to silver. Whether we have the strength or not to shape it into something useful after that remains to be seen. The process is quite demanding of our fragile little self after all."

"Think you can get yourself down to the village from here, Qrin?" Kashya asked. "Or would you rather wait for this one to save your fellow prisoner before she takes you to the exit?"