Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-9062114-20140927163426/@comment-29458028-20141006150011

Svana held a fireball spell in her right hand, a healing spell in her left. It paid to be prepared, considering what the elf had said.

She asked Gwiriel as she smiled "you're limping and your hand is bandaged, would you like some healing? I'll heal you for 100 septims."