Voloke just nodded in agreement to Cail and Wren and their efforts to split their group up. He didn't particularly care whom he moved with, since he didn't know any of the others anyway. Once they got to the bottom of the ladder into the sewer, Voloke pulled out his greatsword, and with a thought, commanded it to burn. The blade of the sword burst into magical flame, making it both a more deadly weapon, and lighting the way ahead. "Which way?" He asked, looking around, obviously not familiar with his surroundings.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Voloke already has his magical sewer boots on. Calrond agreed to let his sword, when aflame, to provide like similar to a torch.</div></div>