Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27743663-20170116051854

It was about his third-time now, being in a desolate location with hardly any life around. Or so was supposed to be the case. Contrary to prior cases, it was a relatively nice place, if not totally beautiful. A clear, empty beach with pure white sands, pristine clean waters crashing against it gently. Tall, arched palm trees lay scattered about in a forest behind the beach, giving an untamed, tropical look that promised adventure for any who stepped in. The sun offered a pleasant warmth down unto the lands, not overbearing but neitter lacking to the point the cool ocean breeze didn't prove a bother. If anything, it only proved further relaxing, the contrast of warmth and cool easing one's worries. It was a calm, gentle setting that provided nothing but relaxation for any who stepped in.

Something which was starkly contrasted by the large disappearing mounds of dead Grimm scattered about. It made the zone of relaxation look more similar to a war-zone, the blood of Grimm smearing the sands grotesquely as the scattered bodies took their sweet time disappering and returning the setting back to its rightful peace. Off to the side of this, layed a man upon a beach-chair, a beach umbrella placed above him, shades donned on his face, and a good book in-between his hands. He was wearing an odd outfit for the beach, being a student uniform, but he didn't seem to mind. Next to the man was an oddly placed two-story house, something which could easily pass off as a beach-house, if not for the brow-raising location it was placed.

Covering his mouth as he lathargically yawned, he temproairly looked over the piles of dead Grimm, seeing they had yet to disappear. He was hoping they would be gone prior the time his vassals arrived to provide a more pleasant scene, but it seemed that wouldn't be the case. A pity that was. Continuing to read his book, he realized he made the same mistake as before and only gave a general area of where he was, and not the exact location.

Eh, his vassals would be able to find him. It wouldn't be hard to miss, save if they were mindless dolts. For now he'd simply wait and relax, continuing to read his book and paying no mind to the bodies of Grimm near him.  