[He ain't holding nothin' but the LIGHT. As this rude man slinks closer, Adra glances up from channeling his spell, his frown deepening. The Light emanates warmth, a palpable aura that will likely at least brush up against Shuu if he draws in too near.]
Can I help you? Was I not clear enough?
[Because obviously everyone knows about the Light.]
no subject
Can I help you? Was I not clear enough?
[Because obviously everyone knows about the Light.]