Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-25597877-20150722214840/@comment-26453572-20150725215242

Bergil stood outsode, looking from one of the balconies outside of the ballroom. He then looked at his hands,wondering how he could do such a thing. He tried to make these bolts again, and failed at first. He then calmed himself, and succeeded the second time. He then closed his fists once again, to make them go away. He failed at making them go away at first, but succeeded again. He found that he didn't have to keep clenching his fists to control his lightning, but could summon the bolts at will. He couldn't always summon them so easily, but for the most part, he could. He then looked up at the moon rough a parting in the clouds. He admired the beauty of the night, and lingered around the area outsode of the ballroom.