Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140210024449/@comment-24416658-20140215034826

Heeding Albastru's call, Tanner gave the Beowulf a hard kick in the unmentionables, grabbed his gun, and rolled out. As he rolled away from the beowulf, Tanner began to feel tired. Looks like knight mode really put a strain on me. Getting back up, Tanner barely had time to register a roar from behind, as he turned around and shot a beowulf in the jaw, killing it instantly. However, this was not without repercussion.

"Agh!" he cried out, as the deceased Beowulf's claws bit into his arm. Holding his injured limb, Tanner could already see the blood staining his clothing and swore.

"Hey pardners? I think I'm hit!" Tanner yelled, before stumbling to one knee. "And it kinda hurts..." Tanner croaked, before falling to the floor, his gun still in his hand.