
It was a quiet night, no travelers to host or friends to entertain, one of those nights where you could simply relax. Rona leaned back into his chair, placing his wine glass onto the table next to the half drunk bottle. He picked up his pipe and took a deep draw, holding in his breath for a minute as the substance started to take effect. Even if it was a perfect night to just do nothing, Rona had always been a bit antsy and smoking made him even more so. He glanced across the room to his nunchucks as he let out his breath, the thick smoke gently wafting out his nostrils and lingering around him for a few moments. Rona took one more quick puff then got up, walking across the room to the door as he grabbed his chucks off their hooks. The night air was brisk with a cool breeze as he wandered into the open. Keeping the chucks folded, he took one in each hand and stood with his feet apart. Then all at once the crystals burst into flames and Rona started to gently wave the chucks around him. He dropped one side and rolled the chains around his hands in fierce circles. The rush of the fire, the heat as it weaved around his body, the feeling was almost euphoric. It wasn’t long before Rona found his rhythm, letting it take him over as he spun the flames into the night.
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