Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-9087084-20130804012953/@comment-9087084-20130806023107

Friagne stood over Marianne, its body pieced together again. It appeared suddenly, like a ghost. Turning its head at the boy, it held out its arm in a gesture. Why did the boy fight with such emotion? If he truely knew the power of Friagne, then why did he think ice would bind it? Or anything else for that matter.

Turning its masked face to Marianne, Friagne raised is palms as blades emerged from under its wrists. Raising its arm, it plunged its weapon at the sleeping girl.....only to stop completely, the tip of the blade a mere inch from Marianne's closed eyes.