Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160117153631/@comment-26852465-20160118071336

Annoyed, Lyle discharged the spell on her anyway, neglecting the bleeding his own arm was doing.

"The nerve of some people. Passing out on me when I primed her a yes or no question... suppose I'll just get my answer when she wakes up."

Lyle turned to Oscar, his eyes lighting up with recognition. "Oh, you're the one with all the ice magic... that is right, yes?" He sheathed his dull sword, waving at him.