Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-35000153-20180614210314/@comment-33719112-20180903211719

He crushed the bottle in his hand, the shards clattering to the ground, reforming into a new flask of estus. With his now free hand, he held his palm up, a black flame drawing in to the palm of his hand from the tips of his fingers. The flame then shot up into the air, and materialized into words.

"I didn't ask."

The knight didn't even turn his head to acknowledge his new companions, and let the flame dance across the back of his hand. His attention returned to the Lilim in his lap, combing her hair of the dirt from the cave.