Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160618125909/@comment-26517142-20160618160610

Jeiel, in the meantime, landed on his own. He quaintly dusted himself free from dirt and scanned his surroundings. "This looks like a hideout alright. And a wretched old dungeon."

He conjures up the Ignis Pyra. Her presence sheds light on the darkened atmosphere. "

Pyra: (puffs cheeks) I didn't sign up to be a lamp.

Jeiel: Please work with me Pyra. (I say as Pyra illuminates everything)