Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-5426254-20160702200812

''Sorry for the delay, had to finish a summer school course, and find a part-time job. Now that they're done, I think I can finally pay back this debt, especially thanks to the new info from RTX. -GL'' -- The roar continued on for a few more seconds, as everyone heard the screeching.

Rapid questions of "What was that?" were the general reaction among the crew as Kreutznauer tried to pinpoint the origin of the noise.

''Damnit ... this sounds quite familiar ... where have I bloody seen this thing before?''

He quickly flipped the pages of his notebook, where he specifically cross-referenced any notes on screeching and noise. And then he found it.

"That bugger is probably a Beringel, just so you lot can know," he announced.

The crew gave him a puzzled look, but the Huntsman beat him to the punch when inquiring about this creature.

"Huge apelike Grimm, that's bloody smart and rarely seen. Be extra careful trying to bring the thing down to its knees. Though it may be something else, so no guarantees."

He knew just what exactly would happen; Thompson would order everyone to rush in, while Oliver would naturally object due to it resembling a suicidal charge.

"Looks like we better get to the valley. If that thing is what I think it is ... I don't honestly know what will happen to you lot. So you better not be stupid this time around."