Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191014000602/@comment-5543592-20191014001643

"Hmm." Nyasia tapped a finger to her lips, stumped. But for only a moment.

"Of course!" She knelt next to Kashya and set her sword down on the ground. Tearing a strip from her sleeve, she wadded it up, and then stuff it into her scabbard. She began to twist the strip around vigorously, before slowly retracting it. It came dark and greasy with oil.

Nyasia grinned wide as Kashya, presenting her rag. "Now we need only lay it overtop the nice and light it."