Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140612165106/@comment-24416658-20140706084607

"Let's be honest, if you have a nickname for me already, it's only fair."

Standing up straight, Ragnhild held her staff in one hand, in a way that the staff went on her arm and her back. She looked towards their backside, searching for the Grimm that was following them. She sighed.

"I think I may know what it i-"

Her words were cut short by a sudden pack of about ten beowulves crashing out from all around them. A beowulf, significantly larger than the others, exits the forest from where Ragnhild was looking.

"Evidently a trap. Care to join me in this?"

Ragnhild spun her staff around, getting into a combat position, the staff in one hand and her other hand out in front of her.

"Save the big one for last, and we may have some fun with it."