Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141030025235/@comment-6006054-20141105024026

Breldon's companion had been with the group for some time, though had not been really noticed. His utterly silent movement and the black coloration of his equipment(I'm assuming its night), as well as Breldon's position in the back of the group, had made him almost chameleon-like. "Killing animals is relatively easy." he said. His voice sounded as if his lungs had been injured: as if he was out of breath and slightly pained. "We have at least one destruction mage. Sheet of fire or two will have them running off, singed tails between their legs."