Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191209000634/@comment-24510587-20191210012629

"I also sang a hymn of abjuration, which dispersed the gas the Rat Knight was spreading and rendered him vulnerable to my strike," Runaviel explained.

"We of the Way of the Indrik draw magic in a different manner than wizards and sorcerers do. We profess in arts: song, dance, painting, storytelling... we invoke magic through them."

"Bodies disappear from the battlefield all the time," Emile shook his head. "Usually it's soldiers looting the equipment of the fallen. If not that, then necromancers, or carrion feeders, or other vile beings..."

He stopped talking about it, figuring Lysilde hadn't really wanted to hear the details.