Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200205021240/@comment-5583506-20200205214900

Eilonwyn wrote: Clodagh nodded, squeezing some room for herself and Shaltaire, she placed the sword at their feet. In short the air around the little Alfiq started to ignite with magical sparks as Shaltaire worked her magic, looking intensively on the sword as her eyes lit up in an enchanting blue. Pufts of smoke surrounded the blade and started to shift and form, as if the air itself molded it and contained it. Soon enough the cloud started to rise up in front of Clodagh, as arms and legs extended, then a head. From the smoke a man without any exterior details, save for the ever-shifting smoke from which he had been formed, stood before her. He held the sword in one hand and cocked his head at the Nord as he observed her with his non-existing eyes.

Shaltaire stood back. "There!" she declared proudly. "We made you a smoke golem! We will control it with our brilliant little mind and you can spar against it!"