Bohemian Ear-Spork
First Post
"Don't get too far ahead," Simon calls softly after Baelor. "Hope he's not walking into an ambush," he mutters to the others as he produces a Sunrod.
Kindling it, he walks to the entrance and peers down into the darkness. With a grimace, he swings his axe onto his back once more and holds up his left hand, considering it for a moment as a pale radiance flickers across his fingers.
"Dammit," he concludes softly, and follows Baelor.
Kindling it, he walks to the entrance and peers down into the darkness. With a grimace, he swings his axe onto his back once more and holds up his left hand, considering it for a moment as a pale radiance flickers across his fingers.
"Dammit," he concludes softly, and follows Baelor.