Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24147026-20140905063242

Tuckyr Gainsboro, playboy, student; all around best hunter-to-be.

He had been out of commission due to a certain unnamed accident for quite some time, only really seeing action on the rare occasions when he was allowed to watch his peers spar and train. To be honest, it only served to infuriate the young man, spurring him to recover faster as if the spite to his situation would encourage healing.

To the surprise of most, heal he did, within only a couple weeks he was allowed back into active studying. But, that wasn't enough for Tuckyr, he needed a challenge. Luckily, one presented itself in a sparring match set up by the faculty. It was be his first hurrah to reintroduce himself to the entire school, he'd pity the poor sap they pitted him against.

Waiting for the match to start was the worst moment he experienced since recovering, the familiar weight of his armor and weapon only making him more excited to what was going to happen next. He could wait for his opponent he guessed, it wasn't like he was going to disappear again.

It was showtime after all. 