Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34830139-20180603024716/@comment-27950421-20180629224317

Aeron shrugs, "Suit yourself. Try not to get carried off by something unsavory."

He looks at Silent, "You're going in first. Hold still..."

Muttering a few incantations, Aeron roughly taps Silents forehead with his staff.

Before Silent can react at that, a magical aura engulfs him, forming armor made from magical force over the equipmeng he's already wearing. In addition to this he feels himself moving nearly twice as fast as he usually does and skin feels as tough as stone.

Aeron motions through the door way, "Now go in there and don't die."