Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7974155-20140720085924

Roland sat up on the large branch of a tree, the highest tree in this patch of forest, examining his pistols one last time before he went in for the kill. He had been hunting a large pack of beowolves for days, examining their behaviour patterns, tracking them through the forests, and he had finally narrowed down their exact resting location to this area. He would catch them by suprise, eliminate them in one swoop.

''Remain in the trees, aim for the head, 8 kills each reload.....excellent. ''

Standing up, Roland jumped to the next tree branch, then the next, silently advancing towards his target. 