Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160714040922/@comment-27550231-20160718162318

"I agree with Lord Bale. Many of the people here know so little of Hrugnir and with their numbers that path is a dangerous one."

As I turn back to the group I notice that the room is noticeably darker. The dim light of the chandelier and candles just barley off set the sudden darkness of the room. Rain pitter patters on the roof above and the ground below washing away the ash.

"Send a message by harpy, we need any piece of artillery and munitions you can spare. Lord Bale, if you have any mining equipment that can be repurposed for war bring it. We also need explosives and all the bottles of alcohol here and in Hrugnir. Kerosene and cloth we need all of that as well!"

I start to scrounge around the room looking for an empty wine bottle but end up just pouring out a full one with a very elaborate design on it. Then I grab the Regent's handkerchief from her breast pocket and take apart a few kerosene lamps. I douse the handkerchief in kerosene and pour the rest in the bottle, then put the whole contraption together.

"If we don't have magic we'll improvise."