11-10-2016, 05:09 PM
Waiting a few moment for the pair to leave, Turrent finally reaches back into his hood and retrieves the flask. He inspects it a minute before slipping a wick into it and scoping out a space that is full of refuse and debris. With a calculated toss and a comical squint of his right eye, he lights the wick with his ponytail and give the container a toss into the midst of the space. He holds up a hand counting down from five before snapping his fingers at zero.
(3 Elemental Fire Explosion - 5 Foot Radius)
Turrent grumbles a bit before a smile breaks through, his words to no one in particular.
"Guess it be back ta the drawing board...'Ow do them Kobaldeys do it? I'mma figure it out eventually."
(3 Elemental Fire Explosion - 5 Foot Radius)
Turrent grumbles a bit before a smile breaks through, his words to no one in particular.
"Guess it be back ta the drawing board...'Ow do them Kobaldeys do it? I'mma figure it out eventually."
A Soot-coated and oddly thin human wearing a strange tattered cloak, torn pants, and a variety of pouches and containers. His pony-tail appears to be singed and he smells of blast powder and a hint of honey.
(OOG - Christian Kimmerer - Medical Marshal)
(OOG - Christian Kimmerer - Medical Marshal)