Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-39791808-20191017114648/@comment-34497523-20200101003539

Much to his chagrin, Sinclair had no clue where they should head next. His mind was still a little fuzzy from losing so much spirit energy in such a short amount of time. Figuring he should cut back on the spells for awhile, he checks his robe pockets for money...he has none. Travel would be downright impossible with no money or spells, so he resolves to shuffle back to town for any opportunities.

"It looks like we have to head into town." He says slightly peeved at the thought of walking. "There, we can figure out what to do next." He tells them. "And maybe my spirit energy wont be harvested." Saying that last part to himself.