[Past] [Tiburon] North Beach

[Jacob Aranthime]

Jacob completely normal through the glasses, save for a lack of saturation that was present everywhere through the glasses. The mage reached out and snapped his fingers. An arc of crimson shot out from his fingers and shot out into the air, terminating in a spot in the middle of the air where there was a tiny spark. Then he reached out for his staff and Havarti saw a grey haze surround it as it floated up towards Jacob's outstretched hand.