Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140401010735

Tanner Arthen looked upon the Ursa from his hiding spot in the bush. He smiled. ''Easy pickings. One shot to the head, and that hide is mine.'' He was doing a little bit of hunting, like he used to in his hometown. Aiming at the Ursa's head, directly at its weak spot, Tanner kept quiet and stealthy. Man, of Al was here, this could go by much easier.

Holding his breath, Tanner slowly squeezed the trigger on his repeater. A shot rang out, as the Ursa keeled over, dead as a doornail. This was a small Ursa, but still enough for a good paying skin. Tanner grinned as he jumped up with his trusty weapon in greatsword mode. Grimm hides were tough, and he was determined to get this skin as good as possible. This was his way of making some extra cash.

"Alright there, Teddy, you're my ticket to a new fridge!" Tanner starting to slowly skin the Ursa, taking care not to damage the hide. 