Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20170113235732/@comment-13488655-20170224225431

"... Then I suggest, you don't look." Ranna whispered as she lightly nuzzled Eli's hand, smiling at his compliment as she wastched the grimms attack the monastary, monks trying to hold back the grimms with the weapons from the soldiers, but they were starting to lose. One by one, the grimm wer overwhelming them. They knew that they didn't have a chance against the three huge Goliaths. The boy monk then took out the guns they took from the soldiers and began to hand them out to his fellow monks, killing any of the Beowolves and Ursa he came acrross with well timed knee and palm strikes. Taking them on with now limited numbers took the rest of the night. When the sun rose, the boy looked up with the spear he just drove into the neck of the largest, building sized Goliath, and saw that his home was destroyed. He and eight others, were the only survivors.