Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20171129030741

It was snowing in Anima and a figure was standing on a roof top; Within the upper district of Mistrial. They were wearing a helmet as she waited for a target down below; Her father had sent her message to go and kill a man for him; As he had accured the wriath of the golden eye beast and as his assassin. She would be the one to make sure the target felt every ounce of fury along side everyone; Who would stand in her way.

But it was too cold for her liking as she used fire dust to warm her freezing body up bit by bit as she waited for her target. "Come on! Get here already!". Alyssa muttered to herself as she waited for them. 