Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-30014014-20190122030435

Time passes. Prad's wraps are undone, yet not burned. Relief comes to his side "Well, good to know I'm healed this far".

His hands are wracked with the aftermath of over use, the veins within died to violet. It will be a while until he can muster another session. His eye turns to the directory "Well, might as well see if he has anything about electromancy".

He walkes to the book at the heart, his mind flickering with the curiosity of a novice.