Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5704503-20151217033810/@comment-27494826-20151231004547

Mulls peeked his head into the door at the ensuing chaos. He tugged at the collar of his hoodie and unhooked his rake from his back. He tapped the prongs of the rake across the wall as he circled the chaos, observing his quarry.

"This looks like a fun brawl," he quietly assessed whilst scraping the wall lightly with the sharpened prongs.