Anthony
"A scroll...?"

*Rodric took the gift, but he looked at it in his hand a bit confused. He wasn't magically trained, so he wasn't really sure how scrolls worked. He knew they held spells, but not the specifics.*

"Well thank you kinsman, but I'm not sure how I would use this. Like I said, I'm no mage."
Donald
"Just hold the scroll, and think about casting it, and it will work." He says, "Don't use it now, though, wait till you need it." He smiles, "Now I shouldn't keep you. Farewell, brother."
Anthony
"Until next we meet, Crag. Thank you again for your kindness."

*With that, Rodric continued on, putting the scroll away into one of the rawhide bags he wore around his waist and walking towards the tunnel out. The sound of his footsteps echoed long after he disappeared, until they faded into silence.*