Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-25726032-20160810173509/@comment-24086264-20160825234930

Arkar chuckled as he snapped his fingers, creating a little red orb on his palm, which floated around his arm, while he started to playfully juggle it, throwing it from one hand to another, not taking his eyes off of Hope.

"Quite. And you called me to go to throw him back in prison?" The mage asked, snapping his fingers once more, the red orb disappearing. "Or something else? Maybe some kind of discussion, or speech?"