Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-10906938-20131231151401

Raelynn saw a few werewolves fighting over a kill that had been trying to run. She noticed the bottle of rum she had placed very close to the frenzied group, and fired a bolt at the black rock next to it. The metal tip struck sparks, and the sparks quickly caught the oil-soaked rag. The resulting explosion caught the greasy-pelted wargs in a golden flame.