Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20161217152507/@comment-25363089-20161231013545

Margrit examined flint's rifle and tonfas and nodded in approval. "Good not my style but for you this is good. Always take care of your weapon boys. For you take care of it; it will take care of you. An never be afraid to expermint and find new things to try. Always keep a open mind never know you might find out you like a different weapon than you do the one you got now. Just keep a open mind and you will do alright. An who knows you might learn something.".

Margrit told the boys as she gave flint his weapon back. "Very nice both you. Nickelae I am sure your's still needs some work correct?". She asked her son. "Yes mom. I am kinda having trouble with the other two forms...i was kinda inspired by your weapon.". Nickelae told his mom nodding towards her weapon. "Could i please see it?". He asked her. "....i don't see why not here.". She handed him singing death. An when nickelae held it was different. "...woah...So what is it's name?". Nickelae asked his mom. "That right there Nickelae is called Singing Death. Can you guess why?" .She asked the boys.