and went home with it
His face was awash in flames, their light turning his body a brilliant gold shining in the night like a beacon. He could feel the heat, the fervor of the fire; it spread like a disease through the sacks if grains and grasses and vegetables.
Toulouse watched as Abel lit a liquor-doused rag and followed suit, tossing matches into the growing fire as quick as he could strike them. And as the flames grew taller, once there was no turning back, he tossed his entire matchbox onto the blaze.
He knew now was the time to retreat - the fire was growing larger by the second, its heat singing the fine hairs of his face. He’d be reeking of smoke and ash by now, his own souvenir to take home from tonight’s events. But still he lingered - what was one more minute to admire his handiwork? The guard had disappeared, the streets were empty, Denocte was slumbering in unaware -
Fire!
Was that a shout he’d heard, or his mind playing tricks on him?
Toulouse pins his ears, casting a furtive glance over each shoulder. The streets were still clear - but for how much longer? ”Time to go.”
Kicking the nearest crate into the fire, the golden man twisted around ready to flee into the night. The golden ring he wore was glowing in the firelight, the gold warm and smooth against his horn. It required all his will to not reach up and twist it around - not yet, his thoughts were a hiss through his mind. There’s still time. There has to be.
He wasn’t sure how long he was willing to wait to find out - but he was ready to use it in an instant.
”Someone is coming-“
@abel @Official Night Account”
Anyone is welcome to pop in at this point! c:
tl;dr; a few characters have snuck into Night court and set fire to three food stores! This is occurring somewhere in the east of the capitol, near the markets and citadel!
