Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140401010735/@comment-24416658-20140710224604

Tanner, seeing the Nevermore weakened, ran forward, greatsword glistening in the afternoon sun, to stab into its heart with all his might. It penetrated, and the Grimm gave one last shudder, before collapsing to the ground. Tanner was about to start his business on it, but then he remembered.

"Camo!" he yelled, turning on a dime and running to his teammate. Reaching him, he could tell that he was very badly hurt. After looking him over quickly, tanner picked him up, cradling him in his arms.

"Doc, Al, we're gettin' outta here," Taner yelled to the others, "Camo's in bad shape! Forget about the damned chicken!" Tanner was referring to the Grimm for that one. Turning, he ran towards the camp, not waiting for the others.

Stay with us, pardner.