Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151002030554/@comment-24416658-20151007232248

Hafleikr took a few moments to put a harpoon through the brains of the Grimm on fire. He hated the scream. Looking down, he saw the unconscious body of the new guy. Hearing a rustling, he aimed his harpoon gun with one hand, only to see Nacoma enter the clearing.

"It's fine," she said, hands raised. Moving towards the newbie, she looked down at him.

"Well, he didn't fail," she said, lightly tapping him with one foot, "but it's still foolish of him. Get him to the next area. You know where it is." Hafleikr nodded, picking up the unconsious body.

Amilanthior, when he wakes, will see he is in a sort of hospital bed. Nacoma is sitting in a chair directly in front of the bed.

"How do you feel?" she asks.