Zulmire: Ahh, I see. *waggles a finger* Dat why I be askin. *moves out of the tent, then casually wanders away to where the boars are being kept. He raises his hands into the air, and then the sky begins to darken around the village slightly. He summons a lightning storm and strikes down one of the pigs in the pen. Once it is thoroughly dead, he carries it back to the tent and offers it to Jenna* Dere y’ go.
Kalysto: *bristles visibly at Jenna, not wanting to be touched* Stop it.