Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20140527153710/@comment-24416658-20140528171639

Thorald, with a grunt, dropped the kettlebell he was using to exercise.

45 pounds....meh, could do better.

Stretching his arms and back, Thorald headed out of the gym, his weapon at his waist, a towel over his shoulder. As he headed back to his dorm to shower, he couldn't help but feel as if something was going to happen tonight, something to break the monotone of his life.