Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20160121042010/@comment-24416658-20160203052241

(I'm not sure exactly how much longer this RP can go, considering...)

Thorald yanked his hammer out of a Grimm's skull, and stood his ground as he felt an earthquake.

Oh God, is Beacon falling?

No, no it wasn't. He looked up, and saw it. That's all he could say it was. It.

That bigass Grimm coming straight for them.

"Welp," he said to nobody, "It was nice living."