Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-17970636-20140529203447/@comment-24296957-20140610235605

Akasma's ears pirked at Zaffre's question. He bowed slighty.

"I volunteer, though I would not be lifted to such a position without a mutual agreement."

He turned back to Stephan. "If you're asking me to be Support/Slayer, I'd be more than happy to ablige." Akasma looked up, then to the rest of the group.

"He's right.  Please, take point, Stephan.  The rest of us, let's ready up, we talk on the way.  Those bodies won't kill themselves, and we've a jewel to possess."

Akasma motioned for the group to follow him, waiting for the rest of the group to finish talking. He threw his hood back up over his head, flexing his hands around Assa and Sino. Deep inside, he felt Fang Breaker start to stir. Taking his anger little by little, Akasma psyched himself up for the coming storm.