“Hah, I wish. The entire concept of kings and their gods... Ugh, I hate it. But that’s another discussion for another time.” Pylia shook the water from her hands as you took out your torch. “That ought to work. Let me light it up.” Teaching out Pylia grasped the tip of the torch, the end you’re suppose to light, and spoke a quick chant. {Creation Fire.} Pylia’s hand lit aflame, yet she didn’t seem to be in pain as she ignited the torch, illuminating the nearby area. She shook her hand afterwards to dismiss the flame.

Pylia took out her own torch and used your flame to ignite it, holding the torch with her shield hand. “We’ve walked for about an hour now, if we’re lucky we might make it in the next hour. Stay sharp.”