Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140206023248/@comment-12599067-20140219003240

A small bedroom greeted Daithi as the door swung open, with a dozing necromancer fast asleep in the bed that was nestled in the corner of the room. A bookshelf hugged the wall on the opposite side of the room, cluttered with soul gems and ruined books. An enchanter sat in the corner to their immediate right, with a small dresser on the other side.

"Daithi, if you'd do the honors?" Jack smiled, who seemed to have adopted a habit of relying on the elf to kill things.