Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140401010735/@comment-24416658-20140730095133

Tanner looked at his leader with a confused expression, then turned around. Right into the maw of a Beowulf. A big one. Suddenly, five more of these creatures appear around the two, all growling, all hungry.

"Dammit, Doc," Tanner groans, grabbing his repeater and reloading, "Ya gotta stop testin' your moonshine. How well can ya fight?" Tanner looked at the creatures. They were stalling for something, but he couldn't tell what...