Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-5426254-20160309001756

''It's up to me again, I suppose. Very well then, let's keep moving forward. -GL'' --- Vert was gobsmacked by the ideological arguments his peers presented, that he didn't even bother to notice whomever freed him.

However, he wasn't going to give up, and simply brushed them aside, sulking as he went back to the trailers. --- The convoy had eventually decided to move on, after that fiasco the previous night. There was really nothing new for the group: Thompson was smiling with glee over the footage that they had recorded, while the rest had been discussing various topics about philosophical ideologies and the like.

Kreutznauer, on the other hand, had been calibrating the cameras that he would strap on his body.

After he was done, he picked up a field guide that contained a first draft and personal sightings of the Grimm.

Let's see, what do we have here?

He scrolled through the book, which showed pages detailing the strengths, weaknesses, behaviors, and the anatomy of the Grimm. He flipped through the pages past the images of the Ursai, Deathstalkers, King Taijitu, Boarbatusks, Creeps, Nevermores, and the Beowolves, both the standard sable-furred subspecies, and its faster cousin, the albino Beowolf. And who could forget the "majestic" herds of Goliaths?

And then he got to the "Unconfirmed" section, where lay sketches of a rumored giant "Grimm Dragon," a giant dragon with the limbs of a wyvern, with entire rows of teeth, and whose body secreted giant balls of black ooze that spawned several lower-ranking Grimm, along with the genetically engineered mutant Creeps that exploded on impact, and the Griffons, flying beasts with the wings and heads of eagles, and the bodies of lions.

But then, one page stuck out to him the most: a mythical Grimm called the "Sera-Cherud", a massive Grimm that resembled a beastlike angel. All of these were rumored to exist, but neither were confirmed due to few numbers and the relative lack of sightings of these creatures.

The veteran Huntsman smiled as he then proceeded to rummage through all of the available photos and film and sketch out the Al'mi'raj, the Night Runner, the Firebats, and the all on fresh pages of the book, detailing their characteristics.

''This bloody lot will be able to learn something more useful with this info. I'll show these goddam publishers real bloody proof that these new Grimm types are real, with these cameras,'' he thought as he finished the sketches, the quality of which were pretty decent.

However, he noticed that Vert was by himself in his own quarters, staring into empty space with a frown on his lips.

He sighed, as he thought about the man. He was a quick learner, but now everyone knew of his true colors. Because of his actions, they were likely- no, definitely going to bar him into entering another village for the duration of the trip.

"Alright, everyone," Thompson announced. "Let's put the rest of the night behind us, and focus on what's ahead. We've got more Grimm to discover and record!"

But, he had to move on. Everyone all had to at some point.

"And next time, can we pretty please be sure to take a few pictures? We really need those action shots and close-ups, okay guys?"

Kreutznauer sighed as he began loading up his weapon once more, and with one passing look, he bookmarked his personal sketchbook/field guide with the photos of his beloved students, living or deceased-

- and he would move forward, no matter what happened in life.