Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140401010735/@comment-24487330-20140701151310

Camo let out a sigh as Tanner rushed off to engage the Nevermore. "I guess that answers that question," he groaned as he started walking along the same path, trying to catch up without straining himself too much. At some point in his pursuit, Talen entrusted him with a pair of his knives, instructing him to improvise some use for them if needed. Though the archer had no idea how he was intended to use those weapons in any capacity, he kept a grip on them anyway as he followed along.

(This is a bad idea,) he told himself. (If that buzzard sets its sights on me in this state, I'm as good as dead...and what good will I do with only three arrows? It took four to do anything against the Nevermore we slew in the trials, and I barely staggered it...Gotta come up with a plan fast, or I'll be lunchmeat...)