Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140218013938/@comment-24296957-20140414160800

Amet grimaced slightly at Regda's words. He found it ironic - he had no problem killing Grimm and seeing their insides spill out, but when he talked about it, he was skeezed out.

He followed Regda into the butcher's shop on his scroll. He was still surveying Egaia when something piqued his interest. He put his hand on Regda's shoulder.

"I'll be back shortly.  I have to check something out."

Amet walked out of the shop and into the town square. Eyeing the watchtower, he climbed it and began to make notes on the geography. Amet's tactics were in full swing now - he drew lines where the grimm would go, where to place the meat, and where to attack. When Amet was done, he sent it to Regda. From what he planned...well, he just hoped his partner would see the same thing.