Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20170914125356/@comment-13488655-20170926104620

"Hmmmmmmm... Where are you little grimm?" Merla sang as she walked through the forest, using the glow from her hands to help illuminate the area. She slowly began to move to the area where Margrit set the trap, hearing the sound of dirt being moved. However, just at the edge of the trap, she stopped, using her clay to put sharp spikes over her armour.

"Now let's see.... I heard dirt being moved but I see no traces of it.... Branches around here look broken.... Oh foolish grimmm. Did you set a trap for your destroyer?" Merla asked, making a large blast of clay smash the ground, revealing the trap.

"Not underground?... Then in a tree perhaps." She continued, using a hardened giant spike mace made of clay to smash into the trees around her, looking to bring out her opponent.