Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7974155-20140807100002/@comment-25170668-20140807105324

Oryon took a deep breath and slowly released it, letting his body relax. Today was it. Today he’d finally see a Grimm face to face. Standing on the edge of the forest, he checked himself over for the third time; just to be completely sure he had what he needed.

Goggles? Check.

Rumble? Check.

Food and water? Check.

Everything was there. But maybe he should just check-

He slapped himself. If he kept this up the sun would be down before he even got into the forest. And if Oryon was one thing, it certainly wasn’t a coward. With his nerves steeled and back straight, Oryon marched himself into the forest.

Slowly he found himself deeper and deeper in the forest, the canopy above slowly thickening and the light slowly disappearing; save for a few flickers that managed to worm their way through the leaves.

After an hour or so of walking, Oryon pulled a water canteen out of his supplies and took a swig. He sighed; he still hadn’t seen even a single sign that could point him towards a Grimm. This day was going horribly so far.