Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5704503-20151217033810/@comment-25924729-20151221090356

Tigris sat in the stands, hands crossed politely on her lap. She had been watching quietly for a while, noting the boy's technique as he dodged and struck at training dummies with speed and precision. Though remarkable, she could spot several weaknesses in his style.

The assassin was in a charitable mood today, though nobody could tell from her expresionless look. "Your stance is weak." she remarked insensitively, trying to provide helpful criticism but sounding insulting instead. "Your attacks lack strength."

She stood up curtly and walked down to the training area to face the boy, unsheathing her spear in the process. "May i show you how to do it correctly?" she bowed slightly at the waist.