Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-173.72.133.129-20190912150304/@comment-72.205.23.158-20190914161019

Flynn looked down at his left hand. He rubbed his fingers against his palm, causing a small ball of fire to light up. Closing his eyes, he brought the ball of fire near his face, drinking in the warmth. His power was something amazing. Uncontrolable. Wild. But the rest of his world didn't understand it. Pyrokinetics may have become legal, but it made no difference in the minds of the elves. They still looked down upon his talent.

A small beep came from the watch around his right arm. He distinguished the fire and glanced at the watch. He was late. His class at Foxfire was about to start. Briefly he considered not going. But he knew he didn't really have a choice. Grabbing his Foxfire cape, he put it on and pulled his pathfinder. Creating a beam of light, he stepped into it.