Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20170211232718/@comment-25363089-20170328182700

"I am a huntsmen in training...but my mother is a huntress..sooo.I think i can call her and pull some strings..maybe.". Nickelae said sounding slightly sheepish and neverous about it. Though it was more cause of him having to talk to his mom and asking her for a favor. "Why?...Oh right faunus...i forget that Atlas looks down upon my kind..but I can assure you me lady. That I am not one to look down upon.". Nickelae told Ironlock as he came to the realization of Atlas an how they look down upon the faunus. A part of him surged with fury as he crushed the paper work slightly. However he then quickly loosen his grip and gasped with a idea. "....My lady..my faunus trait is my claws..I can easily be protraited as a human with a simple clip of my claws.". Nickelae suggested to Ironlock.