The guard, surprised at an ork wandering around, eyed him up for a second, before deciding that he didn't want to anger him and so he directed Molkarg to the fire garden. Molkarg thanked him and walked there. As he did he tested his powers a bit. He thought of a small flame, like a candle flame, appearing on his index finger and to his surprise, some sparks came out of nowhere and a small flame was ignited on his index finger. It didn't burn him, in fact he didn't feel it at all, although when he ran his left hand through the flame it burned him. In a short time he reached the garden. He stepped into it, the fire burning him, but he had another thing to try out. He imagined a fire shield, a cloak all around him, to protect him from fire. He saw his hands glow orange and he saw a ripple of dark orange ripple over his body, originating at his hands. His vision turned slightly orange and he no longer felt the flames. Molkarg smiled at the new powers he had been given. He imagined a fireball in his hands and threw it at the ground. It exploded into fire. He sprayed fire out of his hands. He extinguished the garden and set it on fire again. He then sat down, in a circle of fire, and rested.