Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26545936-20180604200157/@comment-34818102-20180604233907

The gnoll meanwhile had began to eat the fox. After finishing it he grabs a skull tipped staff from behind the log and a bucket of water. Using the water he doused the flames.

After doing that he slams the staff into the ground, causing tiny lavender orbs to float up towards the staff and enter it through the skull's eye sockets.

"Gah, I hate wasting." He mutters, glaring at the corpses scattered about. None of them were fit to raise as undead thralls and he really didn't need to eat anymore. Sighing he continues the trek south he had paused in.