[OOC: You know, I figured as much....damn.....oh well...time to go with it]

Vael looks at Krieg. "I don't know. I think I might be in trouble. I'll worry about it later though." He pulls a halfspear off of his back and looks at Peerless.

"No need for torches my friend." Vael holds his now ringed finger out and concentrates.

[OOC: Casting light spell]
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Before you stands an elf. Tall for his species, but just as lithe as normal. His blond hair is cut short and shaggy. His golden eyes swim with silver flecks and are set above a hawklike nose.