Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150310112937/@comment-24942837-20150315184231

Torolf throught he saw figures in the distance. He pulled out a Torch, halting. He looked to Eredin.

"Light the Torch."

"Why should I?"

"Because you know more magic than I do. Come on, light it before we lose them."

"Fine," Eredin grumbled. He closed his eyes tautly, raising his hand. He opened his eyes to thankfully see a spark of flame caught in his hands. He lowered his hand onto the end of the torch, allowing it to spread quickly and produce enough light for them to see. Eredin clenched his fist. When he opened it, the flame was gone. The two picked up the pace, Torolf waving the torch.