Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140612165106/@comment-24296957-20140702140530

A muffled thump contrasted against the silence of the forest. Akasma flicked the blood from Assa, sheathing the Cleavitar. Stepping over the Beowolf, he counted four kills, all in a staggered formation.

Too bad they didn't stand a chance...

Returning to his low posture, Akasma continued through the forest towards a temple a few clicks out. He conferred to his scroll, looking at a map of the surrounding area. To the north there was a temple. Knowing he'd be put on a team, he stowed the scroll.

Begrugdingly, he continued to move forward, eventually coming to a clearing in the trees. Before he saw it, he heard it. A fight between a student and a trio of Ursa. The student looked...familiar, and perhaps in a bit of a bind.

Slinking around the treeline's shadows, Akasma came around the other side, unoticed. Gripping his weapons, he drew them with a quiet Chink! Peering into the fight, the faunus could see the other student clearly.

Ragnhild?