Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140424024546/@comment-24416658-20140507234917

Tanner was about to push open the doors, but he stopped. HE felt something.

"No..."

Tanner cracked open the door slightly. A smell of something could be detected. Tanner recognized it.

"Please no..."

Tanner opened the door enough so that he and Triste could poke in their heads, looking around. Tanner's eyes popped open.

Nay...BLASPHEMERS!

Tanner could not believe his eyes. A group of Ursas somehow managed to get into the throne room. There were four of them, all sniffing around for prey. One of them was right next to the Kings' throne. Tanner could feel the Knight's rage, and couldn't control it.

"No....No way.....Nay.."

Tanner's aura was starting to flare. He shoved the door open and stood in the entry way, his nostrils flaring, his weapon in sword mode in his hands. His eyes were glowing tan, but they were open.

"Defilers! Blasphemers! Beasts!"

The ursas turned to the doorway, as Tanner completed his switch into the Knight, his aura flaring greatly, making the room shine.

"Thou hast desecrated herein sacred ground! Thou shalt be EXECUTED WITHOUT REMORSE!"

The Ursas began to growl. One of them stepped forward, but was quickly extinguished, as Tanner's blade entered its skull. He had run forward, with his sword, his aura no longer flaring, and embedded it into the Ursa. The other ursas growled, ready to attack, and Tanner looked over, a look of death in his eyes. But he had one other thing in his mind.

Knight....what about Triste?

All thoughts of anything else disappeared. The only thing left was pure unadulterated murder.