Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20160307045211/@comment-13427943-20160519114003

Wolfe sat there at the head of the table, flanked by STAR, he smiled as they all seemingly where relaxed and ready to eat, there was still the empty seat of Ciaran, Wolfe looked around and sighed, "STAR, RBIN, MRDI, you twelve have been through the ringer, with a death arena to fighting your mentors and you have succeded, as of now, as Monarch of the Foresst, I would like to make a decree. RBIN, you four surpassed your mentor, proving that you are worthy of his succesion. MRDI, you were able to deal with the mad princess, able to deal with her death training. STAR, you four have been my greateast students, each of you in your fight proved you were far capable now as you were back then." he raised a glass, "a toast to you who have now taken the torches we have held out of your reach for far too long, congratulations"