Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170729033202/@comment-30379057-20180101104358

Bigby spun around to avoid the daggers and jumped back, changing his cleaver back into a musket. He shook out the ice jamming the barrel and stood waiting. He knew there was one key thing he was lacking in this battle; effort. He had killed his wife's murderer, saw his son growing to be a fine huntsman, he had no other motivation. His life was complete, and he had no reason to try too much against Aster. He didnt really care if he died, but as a knight, he would die fighting. But was it worth it if he was only using a quarter of what he was really capable of and even giving his enemy a handicap?