Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20140811065035/@comment-26388029-20140811175705

Grayson looked at the abbey and was promptly reminded of Annie. She had a bit of a past with a corrupt church once, as she had told him her own past. He drew his weapon, a double-headed axe shotgun that could also turn into a sniper rifle that fired explosive rounds. Grayson swung Hope Primordial experimentally around his body, making sure he still had his skill.

He was apparently not the only one. A ship, smaller than the ones that normally traveled to and forth from Beacon, settled its jets near the abbey. He put a magazine into Hope Primordial and cocked it. The howls of Beowolves rang out nearby.

This is certainly going to be grim...