Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38918140-20190715144941/@comment-38918140-20190722223914

A glimmer of light catches Lorelei’s eye. There is a path of contained balefire leading deeper into the forest. “Alright, Mira... you say the word, I pelt ‘em with ruckleberries,” Lorelei whispers, snapping her fingers and holding a basket full of them, with gloves right next to them.