Peanut Butter - Light
Main entryTimeframe : 1263
“You’re not using that stuff here,” says Lyssa, hands on her hips, glowering down at the forms Kairn’s been chalking on the floor.
“What stuff?” says Kairn, without so much as a pause.
“Your dark magic.”
Kairn swallows a laugh. “It’s the same damn thing you do. I just don’t have the luxury of carrying my own god around with me, so I have to draw things first.”
She mulls that over for a moment before asking, “So, what’s it do?”
“Lets us know if someone’s coming,” he says, placing the last few strokes.
“Hmph. Don’t you have one that would just fry them instead?”
“And who was accusing who of dark magic?”