Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131223145721/@comment-12599067-20131227215704

(Oi. I always thought Revan would make a nice sidekick, or maybe good old Claudius.)

As the fog thickened, Jack found it harder and harder to keep the light spell activated. It came to the point where he had to refresh it every fifteen minutes, which made him weary. Even though he was a Breton, he was no mage. Vaguely humanoid shadows could be seen behind the veil of mist, and Jack swore he could hear whispers.

"This is maddening," he whispered softly as the group advanced. Finding Mak in these conditions was going to be diificult. "Nahl, a little light?" he requested, sick of having to refresh the light spell so often.