Farznik gathers mana in the form of embers. His eyes start to glow a faint red, and cracks begin to form around them and show the same glow. He raises his arm and small arcs of electricity begin to hop around his hand and wrist before jolting across over to one of the soldiers.
Farznik reaches into his pocket, grabs some meat, chews it, then says, "And if it wern't for my deztructive nature, practice would even be a good idea."
Farznik nods and responds with "Deal waz deal. I uze flamez to knock anyone down before they can z-zet up a defenze or offenze. Me can alzo inflict lotz of hurt onto opponentz." Farznik then faces Ekedrik and finishes with, "And you?"
Life: 20
Lands: x1 mountain
Casting: x1 Shock
Weapon: dagger 1/-