Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-6975131-20131112040610/@comment-5431934-20131127221243

Crimal tipped his bowl back, slurping the chilli into his mouth. Wiping off the residue with the back of his arm, he pulled a ping-pong ball out of his pocket and played a little game of keeping it in the air using small bits of his semblance. Looking up, he said

"I've heard of these guys, might have worked for them a time or two back in the day.  The grunts aren't too bad, but the Dragons themselves... I've heard they're pretty tough. One of them used to be in the army."