Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-17970636-20130915040932/@comment-11588669-20130915205919

Nox flexed his hand, the plated digits ending in sharp points. Nightfall was slung across his back, and the techknife sheathed horizontally just above his belt. He settled into a stance, the kama at his waist spreading slightly. The darkened plates gleamed ever so slightly.

The sound of a spring launching told the mercenary that the Initiation had started.

"''Well, this should be...interesting." ''He muttered to himself. It sounded off again, this time right next to him. He took a deep breath, and then the mechanism engaged.