Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20140120074329

The airship arrived at the cliffs of Beacon, filled with the next set of combat students who wish to become professional hunters and protect the world from the creatures of the Grimm.

One of the students stepped out of the airship and took a deep breath as he headed towards the main building of the academy. Stalked by a bad reputation, he quietly made his way to the enterance not expectin a warm welcome.

Some of the students would whisper as he pasted by them, others would walk away, but what they never did was smile at him.

Crikey, this is one hellofa welcome. He thought to himself before giving a deep breath. 