Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-24416658-20160803063321

(Holy crap it HAS been a year :O)

Tanner, the Knight in control, was walking near the back of the group, his weapon out in its greatsword mode. Lugging it with one hand, Tanner was moving more slowly than the rest of the group, listening to the noises around him. He knew that Grimm loved to go for anyone not looking, and the younger, smaller ones liked to be stupid and charge large groups.

Patience, pardner, we're just goin' after the Beringel.

''Aye, this I know. Awareth I must remain, however, for an attack could arrive at any occassion.''

Tanner was missing Vale now, honestly, but he tried not to show it. Keeping his looks serious, he occassionally crushed an annoying bug underfoot, as they were getting closer to the Grimm.