Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20191115201806/@comment-25363089-20191125034857

"What that? I can't hear you?..". Ilia mocked Solaris some more as she stuck her ears out to try to hear Solaris before jumping onto her and slamming her plam down onto the knife. "..Let me guess..your probably telling yourself; "Not like this..I can't die like this..I'm a war hero gosh dang it."...Hehehe..Yeah I've heard that a lot..But guess what..We don't all get what we want now do we..You seeing as your about to die..I might as well tell you why I do this whole assassin stuff.". Ilia began to tell Solaris as she looked her in the eyes.

"It all started roughly six years ago; With a young Cheetah faunus bandit and her boyfriend soon to be husband were doing. What all bandits did pillage and plunder folks and trying to raise a bandit tribe of their own..But oh no..The Locals didn't like that..So what did they do?

They hired hunters to hunt us down like animals..every..last one of us..Old and young. Men,Women and childern..I survived cause my boy- my husband..He lured the hunters away...and I never got to see him again..I wanted to raise a tribe of my own! To have a family! But you hunters took that from me! Killed that from me!.". Ilia yelled into Solaris face with tears in her eyes.