Fire to Ash

[Mempriclus]

And old man hobbles along mumbling to himself, occasionally he stops to cast the odd spell but is then hurried away by the town guards. He continues to mumble to himself in a senile slightly insane manner. He wanders out of the gates and deep into the darkest parts of the forest.

"well, I dont know perhaps if I tried this, hmm, maybe, you really think so?"

He continues walking futher and furthur into the forest. Slowly he comes to a halt and looks around him, sensing no one there he removes his cloak and places it on a nearby branch gently.

He then takes his walking staff and throws it away, the old man rises to his full hight and lets out a sigh.

"If only they would understand"

He throws the red book to the floor in disgust and flings away his wand. He then walks a little further.

About five minutes later he comes to a stop and takes a look at the place he finds himself in. Dark tree's waver slightly in a gentle breeze, crows caw overhead. The old man lifts his hand and motions with them, carving intricute patterns in the air.

Small flames leap from his fingers and dance around the small clearing in a circle. He makes another gesture and energy spins and whirls. Great crackles sound before a deathly silence falls.

The old man leaves, takes his walking stick and cloak and begins to mumble to himself again, slowly he walks back into town.